Her StoneA Poem by Rafael MontezSingle rhymes not one bit with miserable.Graceful love comes in pairs, As she dances slow alone, All the marry doves stare, As she holds close a stone.
The sweet music plays softly, Lyrics consisting of kissing of lips, Sight of union kills her slowly, From her bitten lip blood sips. © 2013 Rafael MontezAuthor's Note
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StatsAuthorRafael MontezTXAboutI am a young ambitious writer who has wrote a book that will never be published, OWG Volume I. Visit my site at Sparkbytouch.com to my book, contact, and watch me grow! Join the group Spark By T.. more..Writing
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