When I go home
along the way clouds follow me.
Far from the thoughts of bad people
I make a city for you.
You are a loved one
you are a man with words that constantly weigh.
Away from the eyes of others
I make a city for you
will be lavish and special
as soon as I put love in its foundations.
I like this poem for its simplicity and especially the last line.
Thank you for this
Keith
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Sanja Atanasovska
Thu 15th Apr 2021 19:50
Thanks