Slave Of That Face Poem by nita eri

Slave Of That Face



A face...that face...your face
soft as a rose
a face that blooms in my heart the most
a face that keeps me alive
a face that makes that noise inside
a face that has been discovered by this song
that face that i love for so long!
A face that lit hope in my chest
a face that asks me for my past.
A face that lives in my memory
a face that melts in my harmony.
A face that makes in my head a storm
a face that keeps my heart warm..
A face so lovely to see
That face that finds the world in me! ! !

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