Why not
Why not the skies are red and your eyes a cradle, the universe
Why not the trees are red and your hands a sculptor, the universe
Why not the snows are red and your smile a fountain, the universe
Why not the rivers are red and your hair a legend, the universe
Why not the poems are red and your tongue a revolution, the universe
Why not my skies, my trees
Why not snows, my rivers
Why not my poems
The universe, the universe, the universe...
Why not my universe..
Why not my universe..
posted by Fouad at 6:50 PM
2 Comments:
wow.. did you write this?
This is a very beautiful poem. You seem like a really cool person. I'm not gay
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