My Beloved ,shenorl.

I am a peevish though I can get along
with the persiflage.
Even if it were declamatory, I would still
love you.
I abhorr nothing about you and I never
turn the apple _ cart.
I could wear a diaphanous for you
to see my feminine curves.
Am forced to have a coquettish
smile cause I adore you.

Even if it were exile,I would still love
I love you like a contingent.
Even if contusion and the sight of
love becomes pity,I would still love

Even if you are twins ,I would still choose
you for you.
Cheerio! I wish our love is a centenarian
Simply because your my alarm ,and my clock
I love more than yesterday.

Nisha Val
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