May 2016
“Rain for my words,”
Cried the poet.
But the rain would not acquiesce;
For she dreaded a languagekiss.
© LazharBouazzi, Carthage - Tunisia, May 14, 2016
Cried the poet.
But the rain would not acquiesce;
For she dreaded a languagekiss.
© LazharBouazzi, Carthage - Tunisia, May 14, 2016
