I remember the night
When we talk at the sky.
She sleeps at my world.
I hugged her world tight
I shut my eyes.
Until the sea explodes.
I thought I am dreaming
Until, her cave spits
A red lake.
Falls are waving from her eye.
She whispered at my land
"Do you love me?"
I wipe out her tears and hug her tightly
While my sea is into her cave.
We were bathing at the arms of the Red Night at that day.
I remember when we talk at the sky
It was full of warm arms
It was full of vibrant hands
of the wonderful Red Night.
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MP LIGHTS 143: BOOK 2
Poetry-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.
