I don't trust that the secret entryway at night Is as of now not open for me I don't trust the murmurs in my ears Not a really obvious explanation to talk
By zhang2 years ago in Poets
On the off chance that you can peruse my little sonnet discreetly Maybe on a twilight evening You will grasp my heart That sounds perfect
I'm unrestrained in verse I'm likewise concealed in the sonnet The sonnet broadcasts me The sonnet likewise embraces me
Seeing you upholding with the taxis The road goes down and you are apparently on an exciting ride Withdrawing up high of quiet
I needed to discard my fantasy However, you got it cautiously You told me: I'll give you another sonnet I was shocked and quiet
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