do you still remember the feels
when the sun landed in the sea?
do you still remembed the feels
when the moon touches our bare face?
do you still remember the feels
when the grasses of our own dreamland
dance along with us?
do you still remember the feels
when we climb the nearest tree
to witness the sunset?
do you still remember the feels
when the sea write waves on our skin?
do you still remember the feels
when the land give us home?
do you still remember the feels
when you left without saying a word?
because i remember everything.
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Epistles for my thorned metaphors
PoesíaCompilations of my proses and poems. Feel free to read.
