Do not try to say Poetry and beautiful words in the spinning in front of a supernaturally beautiful woman, She can make you and your words in the wind with one smile.

This love does not seduce me anymore, so get rest and release me quietly. If that love is as fickle as I saw, so it is better to stop loving me.

I spent half of my life walking

On the road that you hold between your breasts

And I am still lost, searching for an exit door

Looking for any way out

And I still have no idea how a young breast in their childhood age

Threaten men and sky peaceful condition.