I love the way how you write stories on my tongue,
I love the way how you sing songs on my hands,
I love the way how you draw landscapes on my hair,
But again I am sorry love, I am a monster encaged within reality that will just torment you the moment you come closer to me.
-yet you came closer and saved us-
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Tales of A Libra
PoetryThe author wonders why most of the poems she has read are all about love. Will life be constantly surrounded by love? If yes, why she has not found one? However, suddenly there was a song, and a starry night, that inspired her to write. And follow h...
