i wrote you a lot of poems
you're my subject, the inspiration of my craft
i dedicate to you each of it,
and hoping you knew
thus my eyes told it through
i wished you can read those, before i forgotten
i wrote those for you:
not for you to read
not for you, perhaps -
i had written those to turn my love into art
that was, once, i let myself to fall in love.
YOU ARE READING
on where her heart and mind confide
De TodoFlorilegium of prose's, prose poetries and flash fiction, written in any languages and dialects.
