Crafty TouchA Poem by D. Jonesa quiet stirring lapps like waves within me bringing about an illusion of calming serenity your trance is alluring and i cannot look away i feel as though i'm unable to keep these creatures at bay clawing to show but i hide them well only a well trained eye could see their yell it would do to good to listen i might show a clue to my mission i have already said too much yours is a very crafty touch© 2016 D. Jones |
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