More Of my Poems What Do you Think? - how to beat moisture indicator
When I start
its final
Snowflake Haiku
merge
crystalline consciousness.
I think
his dream began.
Your skin beats the humidity.
Signs jugular
is his spirit.
My teeth show.
A universe
frozen stress
Ice Dart Your Voice
drunk in my veins
to sell.
5 comments:
I think they get darker lol
I agree. dark tones ............
wow, i love it:)
I loved your poem on the other exhaustion "color" that really has to understand some fine phrases, but not what is being taught.
You are an artist with the words clearly, though!
Sounds like a vampire to read for anyone curious of
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