THE BONDA Poem by Betty HermeleeLOVE, aging, bondingYou, the peerless one who strokes my nose and cuddles my top pal ever we're entwined in our love fest our cores match a knot we grab each other's giggles and muse each other's thoughts we move beside as one Years pass and we age but our lures refresh our flesh life is a tussle we smack it with coupled strength and bond as glue sticks
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6 Reviews Added on March 22, 2020 Last Updated on March 22, 2020 AuthorBetty HermeleeBlack Mountain, NCAboutMy love of poetry results from my love of art. As a painter I am able to express myself on a canvas. As a poet my words come from my heart, my moods, sometimes sad, mostly upbeat. I like to use vivid .. more..Writing
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