In the morning, the heavens opened and it began to rain. Bella grabbed her umbrella to get to school, as she walked out of the hostel the first
I will call your name Bestie, I will declaim
you, Bestie
Bestie, your name is mild like cinnamon,
it is the fragrance in which the lemon grove sleeps.
Bestie, your name is the sugared clarity of
blooming coffee trees,
And it resembles cedre of Lebanon
That scents under sweet odour like rose flower
that shines under the midday sun called after
dew, fresher than ever.
Thou freshness like a new pumpkin
When the heat of the day is silenced, cooled
Bestie, coin of gold, shinning coat, you my night,
My sun that shines brighter.
I am your heroine and now I have become your queen seer in order to quest and pronounce
Your sweet names, the prince of Sheba
Baned by my love to forever be mine.
Dedicated to the love of my life, "Bestie"
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