sculpted longing for the cold of the night
said the words I want to string
moved heart pour inspiration
on a sheet of white heart paper
just as the wind blows away
hit the face to develop the hue of passion
heart that has been badly injured
treated because your presence is too
full moon of conscience
illuminating a long gloomy soul
a sprinkling of stars decorate my happy sky
color my night which is no longer lonely
I hold your fingers in my mind
flowing the warmth of our love
in my imagination you are present
warm up my blue night
I'm sure you know how much I miss you
to jointly dance between clouds
enjoy the beauty of both
grabbing each other to reach nirvana
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Solo, Thu, 7th February 2019. 6:29 pm
'with love and peace'
Suko Waspodo
antologi puisi suko
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ilustr: Evgenii Kuzovkin
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