let go back to the pleasant times
kissing under the moonlight
the sky bearing witness to our love making
Lossing control of ourselves
with a moaning sounds like a lyrics to our ears
yet can't get enough of you.
let go back to the pleasant times
when our happiness was a priority
can't get enough of each other
when every obstacle was conquered by our love and desire for each other
when a day without you is like a nightmare
when it was us and not me
but it all a pleasant memory that will always make a history.
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Oblivion
PoetryWell they say everything in life either odd or new, good or bad can be documented, oblivion is a book of poem which entails the tale of life of an adolescent African child, it a book one in a million written by John Emmanuella a teen writer who spea...
