LocketA Poem by Maria MorisotA key to my heart, for you have allowed me entrance into yours. The Summer's dandelions are in full bloom here, and the spine of your book, unleashes a dragon. The ships arrive, billowing with wind; their masters wear the skulls of saints, upon their flags. Your Catholic skirt, billows too; as your bow and violin, soothe heady heartache. And draws to me a crowd, upon your silence, who wonder at your words of wisdom. © 2023 Maria MorisotReviews
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StatsAuthorMaria MorisotBishkek, KyrgyzstanAboutI'm a poet, narcissist, and scapegoat for The Apocalypse. All poetry © Creative Commons Attribution Non-Commercial Share Alike 4.0 International. more..Writing
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