That One Stranger
That one summer night,
the stars and the moon brought us together.
You danced me in the sunlight,
and sprinkled me snow of winter.
And then one day, all of those magical words you wrote in my heart,
all of those magical actions you've drawn like an art;
all of those were slowly fading apart,
as it take me back to the start.
That's when I knew, I'm just another poem,
and she was your poetry.
That one cold day, when I looked to the sun,
you're back being stranger to me.
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Into the Deep
PoetryLet this book submerge you with heartaches, drown you with traces of the past, flood you with self-wonders, wash you with waves of healing, immerse you with romance, and fill you up with colors, but only if you dive into this ocean of poetry and le...