My love like a smoke
Like a smoke,
My love flew over the mist,
Without undertaking and overbrowning.
Like a smoke,
You never know as you knew,
Perfect taken – ‘ignorance is bliss’…
Like a smoke,
Faded away like an odd shadow tryst,
Wish that you knew how much I love you.
Before, after and there ever…
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