FleetingA Poem by GeMiniiElfa short, fleeting poem
I am art.
I am a poem. How can I not be a poem when I walk on the wind so lightly? How can I not be a poem when I speak so delicately? I am an idea, a comfort I fleetingly embrace your mind. and leave without a trace. © 2011 GeMiniiElfFeatured Review
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2 Reviews Added on May 17, 2011 Last Updated on May 17, 2011 AuthorGeMiniiElfTupelo, MSAboutI don't know much about art. I'm not well-read. I don't know much about poetry or writing. I know much about emotion. I know much about being human. I know much about nature. I'm an artist missing all.. more..Writing
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