What he said @11pmA Poem by S. S. Allen
The fleeting moments of love
Are the ones you want to hold in your palms forever... But why? They keep flittering and fluttering like a moth Flittering, fluttering away from love's dancing flames. Ergo... Disappearing beyond its shadows into the abyss. © 2017 S. S. Allen |
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