EnoraA Poem by Su' NacnetafDaydreaming forests circle the path upcoming holidays of old are denied a king's words of wisdom, feelings of wrath hiding lambs set aside all their pride blueberry skies filled with music and myths red flowing rivers in oceans abroad six headless masters with jewelry gifts betrayal of heart, coldest maraud. Jinx keeps it gently and silently damp offerings few, some of granite and clay hide from the moon with your shiny golden gamp hush, dearest lover, let there come just what may.
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1 Review Added on October 26, 2014 Last Updated on October 26, 2014 AuthorSu' NacnetafAboutYou Are Romanticism You are likely to see the world as it should be, not as it is. You prefer to celebrate the great things people do... not the horrors they're capable of. For you,.. more..Writing
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