This morning breakfast seemed permanent and regular as usual...
While writing a series of last stanzas of a special diary of love poems and words that I wrote myself...
A memorybilia of my deepest feelings so far...
And after this book is finished...
I want you dear ones to read it...
Because it would be an honor for me...
If a woman full of love like you...
Who reads my heart.
YOU ARE READING
Twilight I Give Her Name
PoetryA Simple Writing, As Simple As Someone, As Simple As Love.