Cycle of Relation Poem

At the beginning of time
We were stranger
Just did stared one another
Without talked by manner

At the second of times
We were smiling know each other
Had a dialogue of one another
Got the flow of comfort zone like a river

At the third of times
We were get closer
Had a deep conversation by being a good listener
And just in trap by the feeling too harder

At the last of time
We are lost control at all
Get the matter cycle like a wreaking ball
And going back like the stranger of first this all


In the City of light, Jakarta.
8:18 PM
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