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❝Bring me ten billion whales. And then I shall stop loving you.❞ Poems woven out of dreams #1 in poetry [26th June '22]

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by The3rdIN

by The3rdIN

To the stars, she had turned
"What is love?" She asked
"Love is an always", they replied.
"An always till the galaxies die."

To the flowers, she had turned
"What is love?" She asked
"Love is colorful", they replied
"Colors till the daylight dies."

To him, she had turned
"What is love?" She asked
"Love is you and me", he replied
"You and me till our esteem dies."