black ink poetry

in #esteem6 years ago (edited)

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the whim of the sky is still dry laughing
see me who keeps fondling with imagination .. "
dancing the word in her poetry ..
framed in the temple
poetry is me .. "
I make love with the word
and stringing into one beautiful memory ..
a long sentence embarrassed me. "
I found there was a loyal weakness

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