What should I tell you
so this sleepy becomes
comfortable in the breezing wind
after the rain that has just stopped
Don't you disturb my story about
the night that full of stars
(Ihsan Abdul Salam)
Breezing Wind
8:28 PM | Labels: Romantic Love Poems, Romantic Poems |
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