You are my tangerine,
Brimming bitter-sour
Across the wretched, dusty room.

And you brought me
An orange touch of sun
Glitter glowing on my skin.

To wake wide in the morning,
Curtain dances with fresh air
Into my smoker's lungs.

Even to my deathbed remains
The scene of you that will
Leave me between the walls

Of longing and regret.
And to my morning sunlight,
I will never become better.

I say to you, my tangerine,
You are my very will to live,
And to die, if I cannot save you.

Love isn't geometry
There's no need to prove it

Love is only a feeling
You can feel it

in every little gesture.
in every little deed.

in a smile.
in the eyes.

Never before have I read so many beautiful poems here at “ hello poetry “.
So much young talent.
Keep on writing and sharing poets.
It really is a joy reading your work.



Shell✨🐚

I have said it a thousand times
What if I say it one more time
Or perhaps a thousand times more

After all it's only three words

                          I
                      LOVE
                       YOU .