Stars whispered,
Moon murmured,
thy listen to it dove,
thou are my love.
the girl whom I want to make
my Hermonie Granger,
takes me as a complete stranger,
I can't complaint though,
she's not unfaithful, I know !
writing poem is not my thing,
m waiting on facebook for her to ping,
all I want is thou my dove,
to make I thy love.
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