Jerry Wayne Lawrence

Dance. Dance & Dance.
Prance Pon Proponents.
Moments N Love Reshape The Lonely Destiny.
Beauty, She Loves Me: Her, Entrance.

….this instance, is love ungloved, pronounced and given a shove, but flew away like a dove, it’s ascent was as beautiful as a cub. Even when unglued after a couple of sips of what’s in my jug, she refused me a hug, she said but now Doug, I remember when you looked at me like a bug.

  • Authors: Broken Ankh (Pseudonym), EvenwheniLie
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  • Finished: September 25th, 2023 17:20
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  • Comment from author about the poem: Dreamery.
  • Category: Love
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