This first single kiss
Of my beauty lady,
I image like this
Love song, hearing eardies
It was strange cord phone
Circle up to fare bing
And the lover tone
Our station, maybe
It was how you are,
It was how you felling,
Rise bell, hearing far
Snow fall cloud belling.
Bleaching our soils
We forget this, honey,
But today we’re moils
Bill our time, not banned.
Goodbye and to be
Sky dawn kissing bee,
Your rad silk sun cloud
Makes day night reload
To a new moment
Lines, last long love length.
