A poem entangled in my chest, lines fastened on my lips and
words like butterflies won’t sit still on paper.
I sit for so long with your name on this blank paper.
Your name just your name exists; could there be a better
poem?
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1 comment:
wonderful lines...fluid and so romantic!!
its been a long time we have been in each other's space..wats up gal??
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