enamoured
It's just a moon.
The planet or satellite
That appears soon.
As the sky shows its dark side.
For me it's more like a flower
That just blooms for
The butterfly (me) to
Come out of its cocoon.
you should be a poet
I expressed: Under warmth of your love I never needed any heavy blanket. Felt cozy even in low temperature belt. Never knew, I would be intoxicated with your presence more than my worth that I have felt . He replied: you should be a poet. I expressed: These are my feelings for you One day you will realise it was not for poetry but to express how I have dealt. The pain of your absence The touch of your body The fragrance I smelt. You should be a poet he said he yelled
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