![]() Extricating ActualismA Poem by Moonflower
something tonight while we brandish Remarking on Hollow eyes could never know
aching, wistfulness We weren't hungover might come next
Who can ever know I tried to hoping that sunshine But when we stood around We prayed, hands folded I think we're all uncertain twisting our flesh with I'll take your slender Dance beneath the I'll take those mescaline Fluttering mind f***s If you smile one time. © 2010 MoonflowerAuthor's Note
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29 Reviews Added on October 21, 2010 Last Updated on October 21, 2010 Author![]() MoonflowerLouisville, KYAboutHello :) My name is Desiree. What brings me to this website is my love for poetry and storytelling. At this time I consider myself more of a poet, than a writer or author. I do not have the pa.. more..Writing
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