Solomon’s Poetry
“Love is forever an elusive bird
stuck under rocks, bruised wing
It yearns for skies it once stirred
Bound by a song it can’t sing.
Love like a shadow in the midnight hour
Whispers secrets into the night
A fleeting glimpse of the fragile flower
that wilts in the absence of light.
Love, like a river that winds through the
(???) - changing its course with
each bend
The endless journey a work of art
With no beginning + no
end”















