I don't know how the weather is where you are, but you see how those clouds are gliding in all that blue space, showing off their silver bosom, quiet, calm, pulchritudinous?
Beautiful without even trying
I see them
That's how being with you feels like
YOU ARE READING
Love Odes
PoetryLove messages/ conversations from a poet to his muse, Sharon; just an ordinary girl, who became the love of his life and a resurrector of dead love poems Enjoy and leave a review
