| What am I? |
I am, ... your smile, your smile when it turns into laughter, your smile turned into laughter when it turns into a loud roar with you rolling on the floor. I am, ... your sweet hands that move to the rythm of the ocean's waves I am, ...your feet that with every step are a musical note, your feet when they sing a melodious song. I am living a dream... and i constantly ask myself... what am I without you?
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Poetry |
Classic Collection |