One, two, three, four

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One thought turns into obsession

Two souls aiming for a transgression

Three words to emerge from nowhere

Four eyes wishing to be there

One simple moment

Two hearts trying to catch a breath

Three seconds to forget old time’s lament

Four consequences of sudden death

One life to share

Two soulmates ready to dare

There wishes to ask

Four tears of joy before wearing back the mask…

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5 Comments Add yours

  1. mbrazfieldm says:

    Last line very profound Poeta…

    Liked by 2 people

    1. lynyo says:

      Thank you colega poeta!!

      Like

  2. krittica bh says:

    emotionally crafted words..

    Liked by 1 person

    1. lynyo says:

      Thank you very much!
      Thanks for reading

      Liked by 1 person

      1. krittica bh says:

        you are welcome..

        Liked by 1 person

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