To beloved

Ksey_Gan

I love you desperately

To the point of pain,

These sad thoughts are

Puzzle of leisure.

Appeared to me like dawn,

Bright as young spring,

But I will not open up to you -

Let you just guess.

You are so still unique,

Like your light aroma.

I am overturned, ave,

And I am no longer happy.

I can not sleep at night

Now life is not for me

Your name will always be

sanctified in my soul.

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Comments +

sorenbarrett July 10th, 2025 14:38
A beautiful recognition of love and a sense of devotion very nicely written

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