I can still remember
How your touch makes me wonder
Your addicted scent still lingers
In the memories left in my fingers
As your smile makes my knees weak
Every time we met in days or week
Your voice is what I miss
In an instant it became a bliss
I didn't expect to meet
A Russian guy in the street
Who makes my heart melt
And love is what I felt
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Author's Note:
This poem is inspired to a novel entitled Unlove Spell which is written by Kendra Saunders.
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The Soul of Me
PoetryWhat a heart can't speak can be expressed through the point of your pen. This are my works and also my soul. My poems are the soul of me.
