Someone asked me the other day, What is poetry to you? I turned and looked and thought of the one person my heart admires and my eyes spoke for me. Some times poetry requires no words, for as eyes read the lines of a verse they also see her.
Aug 20, 2019
Aug 20, 2019 at 8:13 PM UTC
Someone asked me the other day, What is poetry to you? I turned and looked and thought of the one person my heart admires and my eyes spoke for me. Some times poetry requires no words, for as eyes read the lines of a verse they also see her.
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