The other world
One day, I will join you,
where the sun is gazing in the sea,
where the cold is always there,
where the flowers never bloom.
Where those people need just love,
and my love is always you.
I will join you, one day.
Just wait, hold;
in the other world.
YOU ARE READING
Dark was the night
Poetry"Things are meant to be destroyed and made better than they already were."
