I Didn'T Want... (For My Friend O.G.- Cycle - Poetry For My Friends) Poem by Dagmara Anna AuraDagimar

I would like to tell you,
a lot of words,
this way, so that you don't manage
to hide them, to a pocket.
but it is impossible.
they are like plants,
which quickly grow,
as soon as they strike
susceptible land...


you are showing me your
loved face
and I can see eyes which
are looking
reproachfully at me...


forgive, I didn't want
and I hurt unwittingly
this way many roads are dividing us
this way many words are moving closer
look for the golden mean for us
perhaps we are able to find the road
which for us is only assigned
and will take
to happiness...