Metaphor
With prose a poetry is as sweet
As Love to air and perfume meet
My second wish came true
My first also was to be with you
As Lovers fall from getting frail
You and I it's true can never fail
We are and never were
Each others splendid metaphor
By Peter Stavropoulos
poem by Peter Stavropoulos
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