Pinafore_ poem

Lavished heart of yours makes me  shake like the windows in my room when the wind blows  Snow storms announce themselves  I’m blinded by the colour of your eyes and yet I am so calm  when I see you  My picture in your iris and I wonder what you think of me Like I always…

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crossword lines in night roads

Cutting pistachios  until midnight while  You drive home, loosing  The way that leads to. what  You want to be yours  Wonders keep us together  Do you believe in coincidences,  Because I never did before  My knife’s still sharp  Smooth my skin inside  I am lost in; warmth makes me dizzy  I feel so high you…

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