Fate. Poem by Tango

Fate.



The wind it blows,
rivers they run.
What is in the future,
only god and time do know.


But there is one thing,
that I do know for sure.
We were meant to meet,
and to be friends and lovers,
for ever more.

Friday, August 28, 2020
Topic(s) of this poem: love and friendship
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