Category : Poems

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Holding your fingers tied to my hand,
 As if we could freeze the time - this time...

And your mouth tells me words 
I've never heard before, 
Words I'll miss...
 When I will die, for sure. 

 Your long curly hair
 Touches my bare shoulders;
  You also know that you are a queen,
 By the way you look and behave with me.

 I would kneel in front of you many times,
 Because I know you will lift me up for sure.