Pitifully in Love
12 May 2019 1 minute read 0 comments zamzamz
If I was not so pitifully in love I wouldn't then be standing at your door. Don't say, "Go away, don't stand at my door!" I wouldn't exist, my dear, if I didn't stand here.
mozoe
Poetry Blog
Where in the moon are ruby sweet lips to be found?
11 May 2019 1 minute read 0 comments zamzamz
God forbid I'd compare the moon to your face Or the tall cypress to your stature and grace. Where in the moon are ruby sweet lips to be found? What cypress sways with the luminous grace of your ways?
Sugar would be bored by its own sweetness
10 May 2019 1 minute read 0 comments zamzamz
The face she shows me is a little sour, Though sugar has never tasted sweeter. Sugar would be bored by its own sweetness If it ever came to know that sour flavor.
