Your voice
The kind that soothes me.
Your eyes
The kind that sparkles.
Your mouth
The way it makes that crescent moons.
You,
My endless love.
-26/6/2017
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Veni, Vidi, Amavi.
PoetryI come, I saw, I loved. - A paragraph of words, described with a sprinkle of affection, a tablespoon of happiness, three teaspoons of tears, and a lot more. Not exactly a poetry but, can't say it's not a poetry either. 2017©Fauzialiefa A...
