To Her Poem by dimither ganev

To Her



I read your poems
and fearfully I peep
in your soul,
to bashfully kept secrets,
in intimate impulse
cast on the sheet...

Who are you, Enchantress,
writing so lovely
and all read words
are grasping
my throat with sadness
unrequited?

A universe - all
is there in your verse -
a wounded
human soul…

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