Her - Poem by Khembottra Oum
Beauty escapes her every move
Like divine light that comes to soon.
Autumn's hope leaves are breathless.
Rain that slowly falls to pieces.
Madrigal let the birds sing
This poem that love brings.
Roses over winter moon.
The pencil heart of a lonely fool.
Butterfly kisses never last.
Summer's death will quickly cast.
The quiet universe plays on game.
Memories that replay and never change.
Every little thing she does.
Springs me towards her love.
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