Your twinkling eyes,
Like fireflies in my garden;
Circling in and around
my own flower of love,
to find its true meaning
in the dusk of despair,
The sweet word that
I had never said to you
" I am in love with you "
BY
WILLIAMSJI MAVELI
Like fireflies in my garden;
Circling in and around
my own flower of love,
to find its true meaning
in the dusk of despair,
The sweet word that
I had never said to you
" I am in love with you "
BY
WILLIAMSJI MAVELI
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