Poetry Series #13: Untitled
The aromatic river that is sanguine and cordial
my heart is filled with honor like a gold maternity.
A blood colored
and lonely love is stolen in the region
and meetings of sordid breath.
The aromatic river that is sanguine and cordial
my heart is filled with honor like a gold maternity.
A blood colored
and lonely love is stolen in the region
and meetings of sordid breath.
Chilling words of objects