Apostles Of Love - Poem by harsh sagi
The flowers that I send,
may not reach you in bloom;
but the scent of their blossom,
the air shall surely give you.
The wishes that I ask for,
may not be heard by you;
but the truth of their innocence,
the moon shall surely tell you.
The notion of my love,
may seem shallow to you;
but the depth of my feelings,
the sea shall surely show you.
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