Poetry

My beloved,
since the first time I put my hand in yours,
you felt how much I love you!
yes, it is possible to give your true wealth to love...
and then leave everything behind, without looking back,
Kand only in this way can you survive in the deadly cold of this planet

Poet: Halina Poswiatowska [Poland, 1935-1967]

A nurse who is interested in poetry and literature
🧘🏻‍♂️☕️📚

Beloved in the den
Lay behind l shall face the king
Embrace the death in the your name
Shall always hold on
No space in hearts for option
Your love position my being 
Shall hold on forever

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