poem

ykou001

Time is the enemv of love,

The thief that shortens

All our golden hours.

I have never understood then

Whv lovers count their happiness

In days and nights and years,

While our love can only be measured

In our joys and sighs and tears.

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詩啊，詩啊！

lambert

不錯,鼓勵一下.

風中的眼睛

Love is patient, love is kind. It does not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud.

monica

I am too old to write poem like yours, enving.

米大米

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