"For Them Two"
"where to?"
She said.
I don't know, just keep holding on."
He said.
"Why me?"
She said.
"For it was you who see through."
He said.
"What is love?"
She said.
"It is when losing while winning you."
He said.
Hand clasp together,
Body so close,
They smiled and fled off.
Sharing this secret, for them two.
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Poems
PoetryThey say poems are the writer's identity and secret keepers. It shields them from people yet are exposed. Poems are great wonders-- It is deep and very meaningful.
