Poetry

When I
From the need of youth and shame
I came to you with desire
you laughed
And you made a game out of my love

now you are tired
And you don't play anymore
with dark eyes
you look at me
out of necessity
And you want to have love
that I had to you

sorry
That love is gone
And I can't go back

Once that love was yours
Now he doesn't know any names anymore
And he wants to be alone

Poet: Hermann Hesse [Germany-Switzerland, 1877-1962]

A nurse who is interested in poetry and literature and works in the field of yoga and meditation 🤍 🧘🏻‍♂️☕️📚

Hesse. 
Schön.

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