This love
Is getting out of hand
It's light
Can't trace the roots
Can't predict the
Humble heights...
...Wisteria...
You command a fragrant hysteria
Your eyes are yellow
And bright, your might
Keeps winning me over
In this calming fight...
-Al
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Author:
Alan R (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: April 13th, 2024 02:53
- Comment from author about the poem: In love with the vitality.
- Category: Nature
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