An Adieu On December
That December afternoon
manufactured in me
a fountain of tears
on my face...
Time raised without mercy
his fist of fate...
Soon, soon, my love
without your love
I wouldn't come back anymore
to say ;
I love you !
Copyright © Alkas Poetry | Year Posted 2023
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