It's Just Than the Goodness Your Love

This book is my last Book of the poetry, love is the most troubling words defined by the fever of passion who stupefied theirs trivial hearts falling in love. This is my new book of POETRY imprinted by your sight of yours eyes fascinating with the desire nevralgic and dream devastating: dears women my name is Oko-Olingoba Noemet-Lanzorod. Good reading. It's just than goodness your love: Your trouble is my smile, shy. But, your smile is so my cry. This song is your Glory of Dove. My fervour Heart submerge too. When my heart epris thought to you. When my Dove is that crazy Love. Fervour to sing this song of strong. Strong and not wrong just a song. For tell you my fervour to a lover. You refine me by yours sweet eyes. You are my song about of our Love. My thought remember me the wind. This storm who trouble your life. When you are my Sunshine who shine. My thoughts are my lioness at tiger eyes. This savour and flavour are yours marks I remind yours sublime smile vibes in eyes. Troubling feelings explain this terror: my Dove. You are sign who swim me by his remarks. > The new Love me tender: My life is image of her trouble eyes who shine. Shine epris by this trouble air tell me again. I feel in yours arms Like a boat swim in sea. Love me new and forever, you trouble me. I feel in thought or remember your smile. This gifts of yours accross in yours mounth. Life is and i exist for persist in you, so sweet. I want love you and proud about the crumble. This sympathic regard who colognize me, trouble. My heart thoughts to you my sweet darling. You are emperess like tiger eyes who afraid, shy. My all things and desires wear your perfume so romantic. My thoughts remember your sublime body than tell Love. Like this Goddess than you think just together the most crazies. I feel to ever and my dream is this strange desire to discover Dove. Retain me in yours sweet arms, when i find you again fantastic.

Pagina's: 158, Paperback, Independently published