Category : Poems

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My steps follow my eyes,

 Beautiful cities rest in the dark. 

 Give me your hand, your laugh, your love,

 I'll give you the last drop of rain.
They will find our lips kissing

 While we talk. 
 So many places to see, 

Few we have seen.

We like to see people's faces smiling.

Some love to look at you.