Her EssenceA Poem by Alfred Kukitzvision’s secretHer Essence Did I see you as a bouquet of red roses walking along the path of lavender scent Your hair a glorious ray of sunshine Their I stood Dead in the water Unable to tell you of your essence © 2017 Alfred Kukitz |
StatsAuthorAlfred KukitzDeering, NHAboutYes, I'm still here. Just jazzing up my about me story. Sorry I don't die at the end. more..Writing
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