Don’t search for gifts,
when you have a smile
that can make me walk miles for you.
Hold me still, close to your heart,
You can fly anywhere,
but comeback Honey, Bee my Queen!
The Queen (Poem #7)
Don’t search for gifts,
when you have a smile
that can make me walk miles for you.
Hold me still, close to your heart,
You can fly anywhere,
but comeback Honey, Bee my Queen!
Smile can be intoxicating.
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Trueeeee.
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