My dear, would you like
to see the world
we live in my slumber?
Where no one eyes
our peculiar bond
where the sunflowers
face you, not the sun
where the sky looks
a plate of Pearls
and you wear them
as a necklace, a present
now would you, perhaps
like to see this world?
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Poetry- Youth.
PoetryThis volume contains poems of love, youth, loss and a variety of feelings that come with facing the sweetness as well as the bitterness of young love.
