Sour and AcidicA Poem by Laura Lynn
Her mother is sour,
And his mother too, Maybe I will be sour, Unlike a banana which Doesn't have the tang An orange does, purity Has sprung up out of his Astounding lips like oceans Make me a lover in his domain, Drunken by his affection © 2015 Laura Lynn |
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1 Review Added on December 13, 2015 Last Updated on December 13, 2015 AuthorLaura LynnFairfax, VAAboutI like writing. I don't know what else to say. This has been a great website to share works in progress, some which I have abandoned some which I loose to myself and enjoy writing most of all. It'.. more..Writing
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