Full of venom the -
sting will break on my breast.
O, a watermark?
The paper was thin.
Could read your words
across the face.
The body quivers
under veil, for a kiss
of yellow moon.
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Author:
satishverma (
Offline) - Published: June 17th, 2016 21:25
- Category: Nature
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