Fragile
Precious
Ripe egg
Bearer of gold eggs
Your wings spread beautifully
abroad
Peacock in flight
You swallow the pebbles of my
despair
Your love reminds me of old God
You mean so much
Words are prisoners of your love
Your smile spreads across
Your voice is a tale on noble
tongues
I will tell my mother about
you
And remind your mother of her
beautiful tree
Planted in the heart of a
young lover
Priceless
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