"andrus" poems
How we’d dance in our little room
to the tunes of Sinatra and Buble
Your feet on top of mine
As we swayed side to side
I loved our special dance
We knew not of this art
but we danced with freedom
and moved by chance
Andrus
Feb 5, 2021
Feb 5, 2021 at 3:51 PM UTC
Maybe one day
We’d run into each other
Outside a cafe like this
In the heart of Paris
Two strangers who have
been in love for years
Andrus
Nov 27, 2020
Nov 27, 2020 at 4:57 AM UTC