This is a new poem form my heart. I have not give title yet.
When twilight not comes
moonlight not able to greet
as if time stop
waiting on the corner face
The lips can't speak
only the eyes able to read
interpret the words
the unspoken words in the tone
you're there with the night wind
Could open horizons
began to greet the early morning
with dew and coolness
I dunno...how you will got the meaning inside. But that is really meaningful for me
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