Romance - Poem by Sandra Feldman
The love of poetry,
Dominates me, humanly,
Inundates me constantly,
Morning, night It sings to me
Oh sweet World of fantasy!
There I live completely Free,
Only me and Poetry,
There the Ideal is possibly,
My sole true love, romantically.
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