Caste love

I speak in dumb
I cried in sukmaku
I was imprisoned in stocks miss
I love you in the realm silent

Let the melodious owl
Draft appeal melancholic voice month
Not willing to look dumb bills month
Such arrogance is firm queen

Good myself into the stars
Encloses draft months in gloomy night
Always contiguous bright light
Co-sleeping in the ribs during

Although silent without sound
Let you do not know what I feel
Side by side with you soul happy
Gazing at your face asleep liver

Love is love caste
Thus the degree of feeling lie
Discovery if the disaster occurred
Good in latency despite suffering ...

Citations Pancil Blunt: 20/10/2012