Love poems
Let me kiss her forehead
Not only in the mind
The next morning you open the window
You found a bunch of red flowers
You know I'm getting bored
Flirt with shadows
Help me find myself
Welcome morning throw away lonely
Let me remember
A trip
And let me understand
What is stored in your eyes
Maybe in the middle of the lake
There is a love grain left
And hopefully this longing
Not a dream above a dream.
Let me miss
On your black hair
And let me sing
For this worried heart.
just testing