Be my rafter..

Wishing you to be my poem
the song of our mansion,
would be sung it being conjugal
for seven ages and continue on.

My heart rills in your flow,
movement rills in your alley,
ignite my body it's been snow,
desires to breath in your gully.

will treat you like a tender,
pour me with your care,
My life boat is in danger
sail me along ,be my rafter.




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