My Foreigner 2 Poem by rita bitar

My Foreigner 2



The rose you gave me that night, can't leave my mind. With its purple petals I whipped away my tears. And we enjoyed our music with the stars and the sound of our beating heart. That was my favorite rythme.
R.B.

Thursday, March 9, 2017
Topic(s) of this poem: love and life
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