On one cloudy morning,
the sun seems can't make its perfect shining.
Yet, upon seeing you in a bench seating,
the gloomy day turns glowing.
Face such pure make any soul unloaded.
Pries of sadness? nah, jovial spirit landed.
Inspiration you have handed;
now, this life is unclouded.
YOU ARE READING
For Ann
PoésieA compilation of love poems which may accompany one's romantic situation.
