How does it feel ?..,
when one day you blow hot as a fire,
And the other day you blow cold like an ice.
You bemused me when you open your mouth to speak, to say "hello".
No matter how long we know each other,
Yet I look at you as a stranger,
Just the same way I looked at you when we first met.
I doubt , are we even footling friends ?!
I agape , how many faces at once honey ?!
{M}.
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Wendy House
Poetry" Once apon a time, the bygone was draw breathing in front of our eyes but soon we perceived that they passed through our eyelashes , like a wind rushed through ". -------------------------------------------- Another poetry ... Hope you all enjoy r...
