Poisoned apple

September 6, 2016

Ahmed Zaidan

Pink Apple

A ball of fire
That tumbles down
Roll over on the past
Turns it to brown
For the beautiful moment
In love we owe
For the wonderful feeling
That we ever know
Let’s toss our hearts
Like a spark in the straw
Like rain in the desert
Like lavas in the snow
Don’t tell me trouble !
Don’t tell me trouble !
With bad and good we’re gonna grow
Love is the secret
Like the magic in the apple

Love is the way
Everyday ………
………………….The night of saturday
Love is a worship
Kisses are the pray
Don’t tell me trouble !
Don’t tell me trouble !
They say that the love is the poisoned apple
We ate it whole
Regardless to say

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