My dear beautiful hearts in dress
I know you have a work least known to me
but darlins I know what you simply think before
You shall ask
How the hell !! you can think what we have not thought of
I will skirt the reply
reasons may be many
But today when I was lost fighting with my own self
Your simple presence made me worthy of my fights
your beautiful eyes are simply made by god with Her own chisel
I know you will say
Armed Forces has no protocol of such praise
Another day shall come
I will be lost in my allusions
and
you in your own protocols of work
least known to me.
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