A Hand Full of Love
Like a flow you entered in mine,
It would never happened with else.
It feels me like a divine,
But in few it despairs.
In me, somewhere you incline,
And my problem is that you too are aware.
Open your windows,
I will flow inside like a struggling bee.
It is yours shadow,
Which is forgetting me!
Accept my love's overflow,
Many love, with which do you agree?
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