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(from a woman’s face)

What’s the matter? There is no limit to surprise,

Where so much caresses and love open?

Attention to this until now, I had,

My life… has long been hidden from the human eye.

Like just smiling…playing with hair,

Dialed the number, without end…in a cafe called,

Gave kisses and said goodbye with gentle words,

I will say honestly…by nature I’m friendly and nice.

So why are you calling me endlessly?

Texting…and eternal greetings and poems,

Not my fault… just succumbed to my charms are you,

You meekly charmed pleasant my perfume.

Forget my number forever…no texting, no calling.,

I was in love with you… happy for you… fly away love will leave,

Get rid of it…from the pink of her glasses,

Will love you another…and your obsession will pass…