Love...
Slowly pulling along the scent of flowers ...
A gust of wind stopped ...
Seeing the tears in my eyes ...
Stopped listening to grief ...
On a moonlit night across the night sky ...
I will tell the moon my facts ...
Have you heard, once heard ...
Stop for a moment my love ...
I'll sleep through the night ...
I'll keep the window shutters open ...
If you could send me your scent ...
Smell that,
I will remove the grief,
If love retains a drop ...
❤️😇
ReplyDeleteI really love this poem. You should continue to write like this
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