Honey

Thursday 16 October 2014

Poem:Creeping night and angel

Night is creeping near and near
making you
more and more dear
quite and loving kind in your sleep
you are looking like an angel
or a heavenly celestial
y celes
taking my  imagination high and steep
the river of desire
has caught severe fire
all the proves of my presence
are going to be sweep

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