Where is this space
between you and me
where you once said
would lie our destiny?
Is it drowned in the lake?
Burned in the flame?
Is it poisoned by a snake?
Lost in this pain?
I can't find it
No matter where I look.
You once read me
like an open book.
Now the library is closed,
the old bookshop gone.
And I'm straying through the city
Finding no joy and no fun.
- Ann
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Slow Dancing (Poetry)
RandomSlow dancing makes me see, What I want to express through poetry. - Ann ------------------ This is my poetry collection in which I show you some of my poems. Some are also included in my novels, others aren't. Feel free to explore this creative spa...
