An honour to someone I've met in class that always made my Wednesdays worth while.
You smile, you always crossed those legs,
we looked at each other and you laughed.
Your elegance at the far reaches of universe,
holds untold stories and unknown mysteries.
The artistic beauty and the seductive fragrance,
all the way from the Pearl of the orient.
Like being lost in humour and passion,
with an offer of ice coffee during lecture.
That fictional exotic overnight train journey,
from Bombay then Calcutta to Shanghai.
Painlessly, it was all made worth while,
all'interno di tali piuttosto occhi marroni.Nothing more than a friend,
Hanjun.
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