The Muse - 58 -
Do you know..
Heavenly white clouds....
Near the mountain...
Very green forests..
A tiny house there...
Immediately few front...
A small sweet brook..
At the house...
Two persons sit...
An artist painter...
There is a brush at hand...
The view draws nature..
The Muse...
The clothes washes..
They become always happy...
Very beautiful inspirations grow...
Very good childs there...
The thoughts very good...
Everywhere.. footprints of the muses..
Happy love song...
And leaves that rustle up above..
From winds that dance along..
Do you know..
I thought you...
I saw you..
I loved you..
I love you..
I'll love you...
The muse..
Mersin 01.01.2002 Bilal Geniş
Kayıt Tarihi : 14.8.2008 19:18:00
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