Mongolia

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Friday, January 23, 2009

Winter (poem)

May be winter seems harsh
But for me it is fresh
Cause changes color of the mountain
that I like to see through window.

Oh my love! when I see and feel you
Your love fills my heart
With the energy of winter air
that generates more art.

Oh my love! I wanna see you
In the dress of the winter color
Holding my hands in front of altar
and saying words of love.

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