My letter... Hariye jaoa The old brown book(my diary) Erasmos....... Peace.....

splendour

The breeze,the fragrance spread from Pink outfit...
Hugging the the buds in its co lour bright
Bright as delphinium......soft as velvet....
Blown in course of the misty morn.... sensuous in its gardening nest!!!
The vigour and splendour of the ecstacic sight...
Day changes from morn to night..still very composed in the night...!!
The thorns stuck in the pink outfit.... still looking Very sultry and bright!!
Pink is your color,pinkish is your radiance
..pink is You different from the rest and fragnant are few
LIKE you!!!!

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