While walking at the garden,
I am looking at the petals of the fine
roses.
I touched it gently, and smelled it.
The girl comes in and whispered to my ear, you are doing it right.
I keep on moving, until it bleeds.
She whispered"It was new to me"
I whispered to her ear, it will be easy.
Things are hard for the first time.
She holds me until we bid a farewell at the middle of the tall grasses.
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MP LIGHTS 143: BOOK 2
Şiir-This book is a collection of poems, written in traditional and free verse patterns. -This book offers you to enjoy poetry while making a touch in your world through poems.
