You Win Poem by Madrason .

You Win



She has the almond eyes
submission cries
they're the skies
in which I sunk
from which I drunk
Oh, no ‘t is not you
‘t is not your weakness
don't misunderstand
you always had the upper-hand
It is I who is drowning
without regrets! M

PS; for Esther Abrami

You Win
Sunday, January 2, 2022
Topic(s) of this poem: music,passion
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