Oh The Spring Poem by Ari Alsio
Oh The Spring
It is strange that a man love me,
feeling sweet that he has kissed my mouth,
so let the cage for a bird free to be
I can still kiss and fly to the south.
Oh the spring, she loves me,
I do not have it at all sad,
The first kiss was not so green
I do not know, but someone else had.
Saturday, August 27, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: love
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