We dream of being loved like gold,
In frantic rush of autumn days.
Meet me at noon when it gets cold
Alongside our favorite quay.
I'll wait for you all day and night,
Singing my love song on the way.
Maybe one day when time is right,
Our eyes will meet from far away.
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PoetryTHE WINNER OF #ZODIACAWARDS2020 IN CATEGORY "POETRY" "But have you ever thought what makes you feel alive? That gentle ache when we are happy It makes us human beings." Hi everyone! Here you can see some of my art. These writings help me learn my i...
