Poems by Poet on the Piano

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  • Where is your face?
    Why has it faded so quickly...

  • It's like I'm drifting,
    you don't even pass me by...

  • He is the lily
    enfolding me in lips...

  • Wild (2) 2

    Mis alas,
    escuches...

  • I am drafted to your scent,
    far past dusk's arrival...

  • The evening of…
    Please don’t listen to him, mama...

  • We are explorers...
    not in your typical sense, casting lots for...

  • Chasing evening star,
    you cup the fire of February...

  • A portion of my heart
    becomes fractured, when I...

  • You'll do anything to be satisfied,
    even if that means dressing me up as if...

  • The roads are drenched with too many wished
    upon hearts, and my eyes resemble sewage from...

  • Intense -
    Kissing moons...