I am in Lisboa,
walking on cobblestones
that so many others have
walked before me.
As I take in the view of
the city, its narrow roads,
people talking and laughing,
there is a whisper of
something else in the air.
Is it love, perhaps?
Maybe one day it will be.
Maybe, we will walk these
streets together, young and
in love, but also a bit wiser.
We will share what we already
know, as well as learn so much
together.
I can't wait to meet you,
someday.
- E.A
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Bits and pieces
PoesiaJust a few bits and pieces of poetry I've written over the years.
