The Love Song Ends

One’s arm is the fire, boiling others' heart. But my own hand did it, mistaking for my sister. My hand did it, freezing my heart once more.

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The time when an old companion turns away

This picture belongs to me.
No copyright.
Real homework task.
Credits to Rosa Education in Australia.

“She is my gold,

Valuable as can be.

She is my valuable gold,

that glistens in the sun like coins.”

Sleep walking is the case,

Never will she leave me.

Sleep walking is what happened,

She will always stay right beside me.

Never mind what the police say,

I love my wife dearly.

Do not listen what the police told you,

Their interpretation is not proved clearly.

But why was she in Jemma’s flat,

Sleep walking must be the case.

“She was in Jemma’s flat,

Avoiding your gambling face.”

Requests

Since my tasks are finished, I decided to keep writing poems. Please feel free to request some down in the comment box! Thanks!

Lots of Love,
Kate.