Foreign Stranger

by aniD   Sep 11, 2016


Your corn-colored hair,
sways in the waves of the air.
The aroma of your classic coffee,
plays in my nose silently.

Your sweet rose petal scent
etching on the barks of my system.
The mother tongue you use
became music when you spoke.

Your laughter and smile
seems to be the cutest lullaby,
but I'm still longing to see it,
from your apathetic eye.

You, who opens my eye
to see the dancing night light
became my firefly,
that flickers in my gloomy sky.

*Thank you..I know you're the love I can't have but I love the way I love you..Iloveyou..

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