Priceless
If you think you are losing your meaning and worth in me,
Imagine the beach, the sea, the stars and the moon,
People take them for granted,
People forget their beauty,
But we both don't, do we?
And to me, they are always priceless.
As you are to me.
Hera of the Universe 🔥
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When She Speaks
PoetryHer gift is being a reverberating stereo even when in silence. So much more When She Speaks. "I can only remember it when I have felt it. And only does it remain, if I have written it in the pages of my thinking. I mark my memories in pages of my po...
