Her

A little wit, a breeze of fall,
An autumn fresh and new
Is life again in Montreal
And love forever two.

A stunning face, a flawless nose
Atop her lips that touch,
Is brighter than a budding rose,
A spark of fire too much.

Oh my God, she’s beautiful, leaving a speechless me…

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About Run Song

Run Song (宋闰) is my pen name for the Moments of Poetry, a collection of poems about the greatest moments of life. If photography captures the greatest moments of life, poetry is the life behind them.
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