The girl he loves is midnight, like the blue of the sea cradled by the moonlight.
The girl he loves is verdant,the very green of the hill kissed by the summer delight.
The girl he loves is coral, as pink as the roses that grow in his mother's garden.
The girl he loves is crimson, red like the autumn leaves that lay abandoned.
The girl he loves I can never be
Because he's is allergic to voilets,
And violets are too much like me.
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Where You Find Peace
PoésieRandom Poems All poems in this book are my favourite poems so far❤ Hope you love them too😍😍
