The Thin Line of LoveA Poem by Stanislav VoloLove poem
I do not believe in fate;
I do not believe in god; I know that I’m going to die. And I believe in love. Love is like death - It always protects; From our foolish ideas And the wakeless rest. I cannot sleep... My heart is like a dove. And it is hard to see The thin line of love; © 2017 Stanislav Volo |
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