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Us.
we walk at a slow  pace
along the  beach
yet hands held tight;
the night breeze playfully
brings her open hair
across her face
and i watch her
while she pushes them back
behind her ear.
and we keep walking
with bare feet
and leave our footprints
on the damp sand.
she looks back for a moment
and whispers, "we've come a long way..."
"together", i add.

the shades of the moonlight
on the sea, is beautiful!

vargov
the feeling of love is beautiful.
  Mar 2021 ᴠᴀ𝔯ɢᴏᴠ
Alex Teng
We fell in love by chance,
We stay in love by choice.
Surprised by joy—impatient as the Wind
  I turned to share the transport—O! with whom
  But Thee, deep buried in the silent tomb,
That spot which no vicissitude can find?
Love, faithful love, recall’d thee to my mind—
  But how could I forget thee? Through what power,
  Even for the least division of an hour,
Have I been so beguiled as to be blind
To my most grievous loss?—That thought’s return
  Was the worst pang that sorrow ever bore,
Save one, one only, when I stood forlorn,
  Knowing my heart’s best treasure was no more;
That neither present time, nor years unborn
  Could to my sight that heavenly face restore.
With the break of dusk,
when the tangerine sun
shall flare up
the mighty vast ocean,
there shall we stand
and watch the seagulls
returning home
flying in the air (golden).
We too shall return
to our small cabin
and i shall be too keen
to make sure the last voice before my sleep
is from you...

vargov
I planted this tree
And now I'm too afraid to let it grow.

Where is my axe...

vargov
I'm just too afraid, to fall in love ... Again.
on that night
your eyes were drunk
as heavily as you were.
we sat down
star gazing,
and your sweaty, yet cold hand
pointing the sky
counting
one, two, three...
and i could tell
your drunken eyes held more of them
those tiny little stars,
and as soon as that cold wind of August
touched your skin,
you collapsed on me
shivering, wanting to be sheltered
and happily i let you in
in my tiny little cabin.

but what a misery
as the night dawned
you were now sober and
and the stars were gone
the little shelter,
you left it, wrecked
abandoned.


                      _  vargov_
I'm awake. Overthinking :) what about you
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