I was neither good
Nor a perfect
You make me merited
You always laugh at me
Indicted for my lapse
And turn me towards retreat
Sometimes your words touch my impulse
I, felt shame to me
Now i perceive...it was love
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Omnipresent love. good poem Litan, thanks. I invite you to read my poems and comment.