weekend night comes back
as before it was lonely accompanying
hoping the beautiful moon greets me
but only the twilight star I gaze longing
dry wind blows dry weak
daydreams of hope are fused
could we go back to romance
at the mercy of love that was once hurt
the sound of a grasshopper sounds like a groaning
cut off a painful heart limped to reach
I want us to arrange the heart link together again
forget the misunderstanding that ever happened
light of fireflies accompany my imagination drifted
the beauty slowly drifted away flying
my door to you is only just hope
there are no longer such beautiful words intimate touch
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Solo, Sun, 8th December 2019. 10:03 am
'with love and peace'
Suko Waspodo
antologi puisi suko
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