Poetic Traces
Tuesday, 30 May 2017
Strangers
You were a stranger
And then we came closer
I poured my heart to you expecting nothing
But your restless libro only sought my flesh
Whereas I felt deep for you.
And then crept the fissures
Now we are back to strangers.
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