Selcouth Poem by Sagi Writes
Selcouth
Out of the blue, the midnight wind begins to blow,
unfamiliar croons awaken my cold senses,
and a misty memory swiftly starts to flow,
reaching the dark depths of my clandestine loneliness.
There's a story; my mind wanted to reminisce;
however, my heart is clouded with strange phrases,
longing for an uncanny and vehement kiss,
or I am just lost in my own empty pages.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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