Short Rhymeless Poems

I cannot call myself a poet, for my pen is not able to write about any other ocean than your eyes. 
If I combine the scent Of orange leaves with the touch of your hands, I can create the most delightful song ever. 
Come to me, dedicate the spirit  of life to my rhymeless poems 
Come to me, watch the sunset with me, and I Will stare at its reflection in the mirror of your eyes... 
come to me ......

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It's unimaginable
How long I've nurtured the wish
To have you sit with me
And share a close connection

To have the feeling that
I'm yours
And you're mine
Even when you've not said so yet

To watch you speak
Not just because I want to hear you talk
But just for the illusion
Of kissing you I'll get

To hold your hand
In the midst of my ecstasy
And get my fantasies fulfilled
It'll be, yes, it'll be a memory that'll last forever...

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