Today is my sister's birthday
The most precious thing I have
The sweetest with my touches
The sweetest with my desires
She is my wound balm
And the smile of my lips and my laughter
Her most delicious and precious birthday
In all my spaces
I love you who inhabited my soul
And you became a pulse of my pulses
My wishes are that you will always be in my life
To share my sorrows and happiness
My sister, my moon, my heavenly star
Be with me and inhabit my self
Be with me and feel my pleasures
And let your pulse share my pulses
For you are the one who illuminates my self
My star
Be happy in your life, for your happiness is my happiness
You are my sister, my support, and my pride
So protect her, O Lord, for she is the secret of my life
Every year, you are the most precious sister to me
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Kisama Riyo
I have always been interested in poetry and essay, especially rhyme style, so I decided to post my essay here and see if I have any talent in poetry or not.
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