We met under
the starry skies
the indefinite reasons
why I met him
under a rain
streaming from
his eyes down
to his face
and under
deep
In the ground
"What's your name?"
dear one, can there be atleast
one another question
to match our beautiful souls?
Like,
when he told me
"You look so much familiar"
maybe he saw me
in another world
before
somewhere exciting
magnetizing
both our hearts
and maybe
you forget
but our hearts
are still beating
for the lost
lost
lost
us."Why are you crying?"
My first question
was stupid
but what's more
idiotic thing was that
you answered me with,
"I lost my ticket."
He aglowed me
he refined me
when nobody
else can
solidify me again.
"What's it for?"
My question was
not supposed to be answered
you shouldn't replied
you should have
ignored it
now kill me.
Then He said,
"For Star Wars."
How stupid.
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The Poet and His Lover
PoesíaPoem about the loneliest person in the entire planet. (credits to the owner of my photo-cover. It is not entirely mine)