WHEN LOVE TALKS, WE JUST LISTEN
Will You Forget Me?
The poem of one love

Am I a temporary stop through which you pass when you are sad, lonely, misunderstood, and when you have no love…
Sometimes I warm you another time I give you a storm. Then, I am your confessional. You come and talk:
I come to you. Will you accept me? I will undress you. As a poem I will read you with all my passion my white fire will burn you and layer by layer I will reveal your soul — you will be mine I will drink your heat…

You come, you drink from my energy and you go.
When you pass me by — will you forget me?
But when life throws you down, here you go again.
Do you need a confessor?
I’ll tell you all. I will confess.
My velvet voice will read you whole.
My craving heart will read you without words… with no words because they are redundant when two souls are so close two naked bodies intertwine
Some day I’ll leave. I’ll spread my wings so white — like snow to make you recall those sacred moments of bare unity
Will you regret it? I was your past.
To be your present and then your future you’ll have to find me
Will you follow me?
I’ll come to you And all my poems will be just for you…

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