“Smelt her soul Shy eyes rocked my cradle Her roman nose like a Duchess By then her face went away Imaginations also stuck Finally moon went away And I brooded up to skies Did his eyes met my face? Yes they did, With thud of love Fell on the velour of roses.” LoveImaginationRoses Book:The Shattered She Source: The Shattered She
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