The Poet's Queen
You love me, so I am a poet.
My present self is a reflection of your love.
The sky, the air, the morning light,
The evening stars on days of separation,
The reddish sun of the east –
They all embrace me with the warmth of closeness
And love me because you love me.
Engulfed in your love, my own
Suddenly, your arrival has begun a new hope for me.
In your presence, you stealthily transform into a flute.
About the Creator
Silent Night
Lover of words and stories, I write heartfelt poetry and fiction that touch the soul. Join me on a journey through emotions and experiences, Let's celebrate the beauty of storytelling together.
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