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In English, we say : “I love you”
But in poetry, we say
If you are heaven, I would love to die
If you are tears, I would love to cry
If you are pain, I would love to get hurt
If you are the ocean, I'll be the wave
If you are the moon, I would be the closest star
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Her eyes were the sea, this is how people drown, i thought
Her voice was a river, and every syllable reshaped me
Her touch was like a love note read in secret
Her skin was gold, as if the sun had left a kiss on it
How can I write about her?
She could charm angels and devils.
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A handsome man who shine like gold
his presence radiant and captivating
Around him the air glows as if even the stars pause to admire his golden soul, he seems almost unreal
as if he were carved from sunlight itself.
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