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He is~
To me, he is the
thunder
that shakes my
soul
The rain that
soaks
my flesh
My blank white
page
to write something
new on every day
He is the vermilion
ink
in my stories
The
print
in my poems
And the
cursive
on my tongue
thunder
that shakes my
soul
The rain that
soaks
my flesh
My blank white
page
to write something
new on every day
He is the vermilion
ink
in my stories
The
in my poems
And the
cursive
on my tongue
Published 7th Mar 2016
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7th Mar 2016 2:14pm
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7th Mar 2016 4:40pm
Silky words that move gracefully on the tongue and lips. A bit of sensuality and a bit of homage making a nice commingling.
7th Mar 2016 10:39pm
7th Mar 2016 4:55pm
Tommie!,
This is an awesome tribute to love and lovers. The use of vermillion to describe your ink evokes an image of pouring your heart on the blank page in the color of the essence of life like an extra, open artery directly connected to your pen. Bravisima!
This is an awesome tribute to love and lovers. The use of vermillion to describe your ink evokes an image of pouring your heart on the blank page in the color of the essence of life like an extra, open artery directly connected to your pen. Bravisima!
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