She called me Jack and I called her Jane. We were birds burning in a love flame. If only she understood me , and I learned to read her eyes. We would have been together. With love, peace and joy.

It was never what I thought I would see. Until I saw it all through her eyes. I saw my future , my destiny. my will to survive. It was not a dream , It was all reality. Waiting to unfold in front of me , I am eagerly awaiting , to feel it all.

The ice starts melting  as the drink  slowly moves through the mouth to the liver. Burning flames of passion , desire . One drink becomes two  and then you go for another. Time makes you dizzy and craving for another.  And then there she stands, all ready to take you in.

It is a laugh among the stress that makes you more beautiful . You love my jokes I know ; but is it only that you are looking for to keep you happy?  I guess it is, I ‘ll keep on joking to keep you happy.

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