You're like a poem.
Nilüfer.
The name
that's always on the tip
of my tongue.
Eliciting excitement
and joy
that cannot be undone
I bath in those
three syllables.
Nilüfer.
My only muse.
You're generous
Yet you also
steal my breath away
preventing me
from saying
anything including
your name.
About the Creator
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Sam Harty is a poet of raw truth and quiet rebellion. Author of Lost Love Volumes I & II and The Lost Little Series, her work confronts heartbreak, trauma, and survival with fierce honesty and lyrical depth. Where to find me
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