My Blood Read Count : 92

Category : Poems

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Her blond hair hides
Old traces of my blood.
I used to caress her often,
Now I hardly catch her smiling in a picture.

Her small and thin body
Hides the storm in my life,
And when we made love
It was like mixing stars with the clouds.

Her eyes saw further than I could see,
I left both her hands completely free
To fly with the butterflies... following the sea.

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  • Oct 30, 2023

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