![]() Over EasyA Poem by MorteicaYoung un’, Evening already on
your lips. Lean in a bit now,
Darling. Memories are
always bittersweet, Absence rides
sweet on your tongue. You Left. The water
calls. The Ocean sings and
I’ve gone to beg the moon and tie feathers in my hair. You Veer from me like
oil. Evening fades
fast. © 2012 Morteica |
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Added on August 8, 2012 Last Updated on August 26, 2012 Author
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