In My Verse “Poem”

How In my verse I preserve a face nurtured by my memory?

Gifted from nature an insane ability to write a few lines

I stand a few steps away from your bosom

I smell the aroma of your body like the fragrance of roses

Feel the rhythm of my passions

You reside forever in my verses

Young MoeMoe is still in love

Ah! What must I do with my little scribbling heart?

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