Much more than poetry.
Evermore than words.
Prose that lines our DNA.
As it meets and intersects.
Time is fiddler.
We were born to dance.
Under the gleam of God and all.
Let them fathom true romance.
May 10, 2019
May 10, 2019 at 1:43 PM UTC
Much more than poetry.
Evermore than words.
Prose that lines our DNA.
As it meets and intersects.
Time is fiddler.
We were born to dance.
Under the gleam of God and all.
Let them fathom true romance.
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