May 9, 2022

Walking through the forest,
I'm searching for tranquility,
A place where my mind can rest
In all its vulnerability.

But you're the peacefulness
The gloomy forest hides,
And through the wistfulness,
I see your dreamy eyes.

Around you white roses bloom,
Mesmerising, like a piece of art,
Which with its etheral beauty consumes
The wicked parts of my heart.

Poezie realizată de Alexandra Ion

Poezie editată de Lucian Cismaru


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