A book of poems

A beautiful morning
A book of poems
Don't tell you
It's hard to forget you.
You look for deceptive opportunities
I want to be poor
That's why I'm waiting for you,
I wind cool like rain.

Image
Throws words into the air
Let's cover the distance
Love is an obligation
Whose gift is this incurable?

One day in the morning light
I discover myself,
Find out what it means to live again.