Whenever I'm out somewhere with someone I love
Whenever there is a moment I wish to preserve
I pluck a flower ,the nearest one I could see
I let it lay,between the worn out pages of my old diary
So that I know, later when the moment is no more alive
I can relive it,with that dull dead flower in my sight
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Moonlight (Poetry)
Poetry"I know I'm sunk deep to this point To the point where I'm drowned Into this bowl of honey I feel I feel like there's no other way out" A collection of poems about love, admiration and fondness.
