Emi...You are odour of the summer evenings..Your wantonness and gay disposition acquainted of my affliction..Revers of fortune got bloomed in my life's garden..And a puff of wind blew on dustted down my whole hut..You are a gust of wind caused me singe and scroched my heart badly..And the zeal of your love melancholy depraved me to wander around with NO COMPLAINTS..Because i love you ' you DON'T... By J.Lewis>(lewa1)