just know that beautiful sport shirt
is always fit on you
i remember your laugh, of dad jokes thing i made
its cringe, but starring at you makes me don't blink
proving how manipulative you are
the smile i can't take itjust can hide it in my head
i accidentally touch your hand,
and for a second i forgot how to stand
we are a good team, right?when we win that game,
because of other lose,
we celebrate it
with high five,
of our racquets.that time inside i'm hoping,
this all are not only in the game30.9.2021
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Ruang Hujan
PoetrySecarik antologi kata dan imaji rasa. a couple stories (or just words?) of mind with endless fight deep inside. vote if you enjoy!