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Though I play at words with glee
There’s something in your poesy
I cannot put my finger on
Insides massaged by a shared song
Bass lines rub like hands in dough
Toes ablaze from floor rainbow
Softest crack with rigid purpose
Plant a seed under your surface
Holding moisture in and then
We will grow the clouds again
There’s something in your poesy
I cannot put my finger on
Insides massaged by a shared song
Bass lines rub like hands in dough
Toes ablaze from floor rainbow
Softest crack with rigid purpose
Plant a seed under your surface
Holding moisture in and then
We will grow the clouds again
Published 7th Mar 2021
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7th Mar 2021 7:58pm
Dear K,
Your poem made me melancholy for the strength of a relationship where two people are on one wave length. This is a wonderful write in bringing out that closeness. H🌷
Your poem made me melancholy for the strength of a relationship where two people are on one wave length. This is a wonderful write in bringing out that closeness. H🌷
Longing is beautiful when accompanied by connection, though the lonely form is beautiful in its own way.
Thank you H
Thank you H
7th Mar 2021 11:13pm
That is beautifully mused my poet and you do know I love the soft serenades when arched under the wonderous colors of those rainbows..
