Years pass as subtle as the harp sounds
To and fro around the world, I roamed
Until our star appeared suddenly
It is not too late
But why didn't I meet you sooner
Giving up youthful adventures
My past vanishes like the night
Trading times drunken with wine
To gain a soulmate who comforts
Clearing my cold past
Joyfully making tea with you
Season after season
No matter the height or depth,
I'll spend it with you
YOU ARE READING
Midnights Thoughts
PoetryA compilation of all my poetry written over the years.... They are mostly sad😂
