monumentA Poem by skyejust one crimson kiss, the ruminate bliss, remove the cigarette pressed between your lips, and embrace the impenitent elegance.
hold me, arms imminent, recite the line,"your beauty is magnificent." our love can be infinite.
what is love? better yet, who is love?
love is my spiritual monument. © 2010 skye |
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