Natasa To Poems

Not handsome, nor the great love life
Of life, shall outlive this powerful melody;
But you shall shine more bright in these poems
Than sweet voice, sing the love poems.
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Through the darkest night I walk
watching the stars beyond dim skies
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T, after seeing you another day.
The sky has turned blue and chased the gray clouds away.

The writer has enjoyed your black eyes
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That morning I saw the squirrel
wided the eyes and seemed to say:
'good morning, Ms Wandering'.
His tail waved me &
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This is red rose
for you only.
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I miss him when I reach his eyes.
I love him when I see his face.
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The lovesick tree that you planted.
The lovesick leaves fall all over the garden.
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Winter is almost over.
Spring will blossom the red tulips.
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Her white long-dress
make him like Daisy.
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If I am the poet,
flying in the blue clouds.
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