my love blossoms like
flowers in autumn
being caressed by the sun
yellow flourished and having fun
like a mother and her elder son
i don't know how this has begun
but i'm sure it'll never end up by a gun
at my first sight
i thought i'd ought to fight
but in your dark black eyes
i found there a worth try
even if i was needy and shy
i'm a lyon of 27 july
and i was able to magnify
my feeling and fly
i'm delightful for your solitude
'cause we're made in the same mood
like twins at their crawling stage
'cause we are kind not savages
from now and then
i promise to be with you
till the end of our journey
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THE PREMISE OF LOVE
PoetryMy Poetry, the art form of the soul, is an exquisite tapestry of language that weaves together emotions, thoughts, and experiences with skillful craftsmanship. It is a captivating expression of the human spirit, transcending time and culture, to tou...
