Don’t call at far;
Can’t wait to see you;
Can’t live in this
man land.
Let me fly over mountains
Like a winged bird;
By footing on clouds.
Have you been waiting?
Still standing without a partner?
Inside the dark gorge
lonely.
You, the tenderly petal;
You, the sweet my heart;
Wait a blink; I come to you.
My Love
Reviewed by Multi-Moon lights
on
August 02, 2019
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