Guest Poem by Mina Lotfi

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Pure feeling on me
Who is blowing me
Which yellow word
I am broken in myself
Begining again with you
Somenoe invite me to this house
He is made of sun
Invite me to this house
He is made of sun
Invite me without invitation
What a feeling is it? ...

Thursday, March 30, 2017
Topic(s) of this poem: love and dreams
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