You are my poem
that I haven't written yet
You are my letters
I haven't learned before
You are the phrases that poets
are looking for
**
My river is your words
My ocean is your soul
My comfort is your chest
pillow
**
Your eyes are stream of sea
guides me to you
each one is a wave
takes me to ski
in the wonderland of dreams
**
Your hands are the bowels
where my self falls
to swim in your cotton
touches
dry me of loneness
hug me from darkness
light my match
where I can see you
always around
Love fa
that I haven't written yet
You are my letters
I haven't learned before
You are the phrases that poets
are looking for
**
My river is your words
My ocean is your soul
My comfort is your chest
pillow
**
Your eyes are stream of sea
guides me to you
each one is a wave
takes me to ski
in the wonderland of dreams
**
Your hands are the bowels
where my self falls
to swim in your cotton
touches
dry me of loneness
hug me from darkness
light my match
where I can see you
always around
Love fa
Comments
Moods change but feelings are immortal.
Great saying, thank you.
Does it mean that your mood is different now?
Moods change but feelings are immortal.
Great mood you had once fa.
Thank you for sharing them with us, my friend.
Nebia,
It depends on the mood when you read it, like my mood when I wrote it,
thank my dearest friend.
Dear fa, the best you've ever wrote is this poem, in my opinion.
The greatest love of all.
Atika,
Great to know that you are fine.
Miss.Sara,
Nice to have you around, I appreciate your lovely words
Do not stop,
enjoy and please your heart
Move with my words
everything gonna be alright
Thank you for asking ,,im fine ,,and to see our great friends back is something wonderful .
Atika,
How are you ?
Thank you for reading whether you liked some lines or not, your presence in my posts is an honor stands alone
Lynne,
Any time, dear
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