Kissing on the balcony,
Searching for shooting stars in the night sky;
Late night calls till 3Am,
And playing under the falling rain.
That was so three years ago...
I now embrace my moon kissed soul,
Counting the places I've been to;
Learning the art of magics and spells,
And playing with the words running through my mind.
-LomlomMizo
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Her Melancholic Reverie
PoetryIf you're here to read something profound, i can assure you you'd be disappointed! These are just tales, a terribly tiny tales at that; written by an imperfect creation, walking on earth hiding her true feelings with humor as a shield! I hope you en...
