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Lover

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Lover,
Daisies in my hair,
a yellow dress
Bare feet and red lips
You were there
Hands pressed
Against my fingertips.
In Spring we loved
We loved like how lovers did.

Lover,
A blue umbrella,
Crystal clear skies
Popsicle sticks and ice
We stood in sun
Warm haze and white lies
Walking in our rose garden.
In summer we kissed
We kissed like how lovers did.

Lover,
An orange leaf,
Longer evenings
Soft glow of city lights
Dying sunsets as we
Stared at the velvet sky
Lives that faded into nights.
In autumn we cried
We cried like how lovers did.

Lover,
A cup of coffee,
Fresh snow
And morning dew
Cold air and colder you.
White vapors and muffled sighs
A sweater and last goodbyes.
In winter we died
We died like how lovers did.

Artwork by Bansky. Source- Pinterest All rights reserved.

Published by Rosesandmoss

I write my thoughts. Mostly. I write poems. Then I also write about movies, music, arts and culture, science and sometimes give my perspective on the present world. I am not pretentious. I am not an expert of any sort and neither do I claim to be. I am just expressing my opinions and views. I love rain and on a Sunday evening you will find me with a cup of tea and a French dictionary. No. Not really. I will actually be sleeping. But I do like learning new languages and I love words. Just words. Weird, huh? And I like poetry. And cheese. And funny people. Geez, the world needs more of them. This is the most important opinion that I have at present. I need to write more down. To be credible in this world, I presume. So excuse me, I need to go.

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  1. teensywriter says:
    September 2, 2019 at 9:55 pm

    This is so simple but such a story– I love it.

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