Today I choose to love
Sometimes to love
means to let it go
To open your hand
And let that bird
fly away
To hold your desire
To cut off that flower
To stop chasing
A falling star
or the end of the rainbow
I choose to love you
By saying good bye.
Bilingual Blog about poetry, short stories and some random pondering about life, culture and love as I understand it.
Wednesday, March 27, 2019
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