Poem 99

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i
can hear the words,
promises made
to me from you.

i
can see your unfailing effort
beyond mistakes
of your everyday.

i
can smell the fragrant
bouquets of flowers
you freshly picked.

i
can taste the bittersweet
of your daily
good mornings and good nights.

i love you.
Basically.

velajune 2017 / dearphil.anne (below)