Hello Poetry
Submit your work and get some sparkles! Create free account
Favoritism at its finest you are divine in my eyes may I imply that your aura is euphoric and I can not tell if the more I know you I am more lost or found than before
0
Apr 20, 2013
Apr 20, 2013 at 12:40 AM UTC
Untitled (draft)
Favoritism at its finest you are divine in my eyes may I imply that your aura is euphoric and I can not tell if the more I know you I am more lost or found than before
moon-baby
Written by
Apr 20, 2013
Apr 20, 2013 at 12:40 AM UTC
Request permission to use this poem