Your eyes were glittering and profound
With love and grandeur in your every heartbeat
As we watched autumn spreads it’s placate breeze
Dancing between Gertrude and Nicholson Street
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Such a drama unfolding in here. So colorful and mournful. We humans keep trying lovers on like a suit of clothes, expecting the first one to fit perfectly; and when they don't, we keep on looking, and looking..
I really liked this poem. You did really well.