Your Magic

When I close my eyes,
I always think about you.

When I think about you,
my heart always beats strongly.

I want you to calm down my beats
with your graceful magic.
Because of burning beats,
I can't breathe well.

Touch my lips, 
with your lips.

This is your magic.
To me,
this is the strongest magic.

Gallery of My Poetry

I write poetry in English.

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