The Honesty Of Love Poem by Sulthan Ghazal

The Honesty Of Love



The park was deserted,
When everyone
no longer visible;
A couple sixty years old.
Crisscrossed hands
strengthen grip -

'Love is a mutually strengthen grip,
and a warm hug. '

The wind whispered, while passing
Laughing at me.

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