My heart is a winter,
seems like it will never melt,
the spring will shine in floral,
your summer soul will warm
me bowls of salty memory.
Our stories will survive seasons,
in oddly rhymed poems.
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My heart is a winter
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Archita I want to talk to u.i m myself a poet.I think u will like my poems as they r simple and in easy format.
Thank you so much, Michelle 😊
Thank you so much. 😊
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Really liked the closing. **