People often ask, "What is love?"
The answers are always different,
For some, it's like floating in the sky,
For others, it's like the serenity of night,
Like the voice of the silence,
Like the warmth in the winters,
Like the waves of the ocean.
It's different for everybody.
For me it's,
like Feeling unconditionally drunk,
Like you're drowning in blood and tears,
Like you're floating and they're your gravity,
It's very warm yet very cold,
It's sweet but painful,
It's the poison and the antidote.
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From the sky to the moon
Poetry"Just like the phases of the moon, ☾ My everything starts with me and ends with you ☽ And between us is the love we share that binds us together, Does your everything starts with you and ends with me too, my love?" ✨ these are some poems I wrote for...
