Run to the balcony, or a window small
When the dusk is upon the brink of all
Again the sun is leaving the sky to mull
It is beginning of a night, dark and dull
The fiery ball burns and cuts a hundred slashes
Across the blue sky which cannot hide its gashes
As they part, awestruck watches the world
Of their deep sorrow everyone has heard
This is the only gift I have for you now
The only one moment we can share somehow
This distance between us, is hard to overcome
Impossible, have our circumstances become
Treasure it, my darling, be happy and smile
For I am at peace, when you are well and fine.
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Straight to the heart
PoetryOh hey you reader! Welcome to my World, This is where my art of poetry will be unfurled. Of romance, of love and of heart's greatest desires This book contains all, that a bad day requires. So, if incidentally, this is where you stumble Give my work...
