One beat at a rhymeA Poem by Count HumilustheslienceofmeThe sunrise is my minds sunset My right palm is on fire Trust over desire A metaphor for a liar Night and dim lights The bark isn’t as bad as the bite Parisian light nights Vertical sights Shelter from unprovoked unrest Green eyes is the test Loved her only when she left Wind at my back makes me feel blessed Her lies tire Her laugh has expired She is fire She is loveless My heart keeps beating and I am simply just inspired
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1 Review Added on March 27, 2011 Last Updated on March 27, 2011 AuthorCount HumilusDriftingAboutMy interests include: Writing things Old cameras Records Raw Fish Typewriters Bernard Tapie Anglo Concertinas Instillations Filming movies The Pacific ocean .. more..Writing
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