jonas





Love Poem


I often ask myself
why do you want me to write
proclamations of honest swears and
rosy promises;

sonnets and declarations
of memories cherished;
songs that lull you
to sleep

in this world of tall tales and
exaggerations,

I lie beyond,
living the lines;
the verses that write
a poem.





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