INNOCENT LOVE

When you stands just before me
you didn't tell me nothing even a word
when you smiles beautifully ever but
yet didn't open mind's window

Why you stands in utter silence
when thousands of tears of love
 is readying to a great rain
and is continuing now

Oh my dear you are the precious stone to me
and i know your state of mind
you, one of  the beautiful fruit which
riped in the tree,it is our school...

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