A few poems about caring, which are caring, not love.

Early morning

The morning breeze

Caress me until I wake up

My lover’s hands

But in my dream Hold tightly

The bird sings a morning

Appreciate everything

Only half the scenery

Eat breakfast contentedly

Another morning

Drinking milk face to face

Building a wall

You and I must never blaspheme that word,

Don’t forget the oath you swore before God.

I not only want your softest tenderness,

it will always wrap my heart like a banana coat;

I want your love to be like pure steel. Strong,

Build a wall in this flowing life;

Let the autumn wind blow away the yellow leaves in the garden,

Let the termites rot for thousands of years The painted wall;

Even if one day a thunderbolt shakes the universe, it will not shake the freedom inside the "love wall" of you and me -

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