Carpets
A love poem
Published in
Jun 23, 2023
Two stones
marked sunrise
Two trees
marked sunset
Time went by
in your arms;
till,
they became home;
till,
they became forever.
And now,
looking into
your eyes
I guess,
I shall have to lay
all the carpets.
©️Fọlábòmí Àmọ̀ó 2023
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