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Mona Pramayanti

When can I be the poem, not the poet?

Oct 14, 2026

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by julia guest

Help me, my love
Lost in the depth of your gaze
That warm deep brown that holds me close
All the calm your eyes bestow

Help me, my love
Sinking into your embrace
Your skin a gentle, soothing heat
My shelter, my retreat

Oh, my love
Do I ask more than you can give?
Why do you step away from me?
Near you, yet I feel so far

Oh, my love
Did I bring shame to what we are?
Why do you pull yourself away?
From the beauty that we made

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Mona Pramayanti
Mona Pramayanti

Written by Mona Pramayanti

When can I be the poem, not the poet?