The breeze was felt
When you held me
I followed your guide
That lead up to this
Wonderful place
Flowers are dead
The silence is unbearable
I moved near you
To see your face glowing
mysteriously
We are in the middle of this paradise
I trusted you and suddenly I’m at peace
You’re full of wisdom
Your face is still glowing
But so is mine
Jul 6, 2025
Jul 6, 2025 at 6:08 PM UTC
The breeze was felt
When you held me
I followed your guide
That lead up to this
Wonderful place
Flowers are dead
The silence is unbearable
I moved near you
To see your face glowing
mysteriously
We are in the middle of this paradise
I trusted you and suddenly I’m at peace
You’re full of wisdom
Your face is still glowing
But so is mine
My 1st poem here yay!! <33
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