It stays alone and seductive.
I watch it with my hungry eyes.
How can it be so fragile?
This yummy apple pie.
I drank a cup of aromatic tea
Because I had a bit of flu
Then I could not wield the feel
That made me surrender
And to regret the taste
That made me get fatter
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The dance of Autumn's leaves
PoetryThis Poetry collection is about Lifepath, and the growing up as a mature person. The Book contains philosophical poems about personal achievements and dreams with optimistic, bittersweet and sad taste. Everything written here, is based on my own e...
