I am letting you go
Like water
between my fingers
That precious liquid
That brings life
To the body
And the soul
But like a river
that run its curse
You must go
And I must stay
For I am the tree
That drinks from you
But does not move
And you are the river
That quench my thirst
But cannot stay...
Bilingual Blog about poetry, short stories and some random pondering about life, culture and love as I understand it.
Sunday, July 12, 2020
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