I would have
lost
my soul since
then;
if I have
loved
your ink and
pen;
for I've been
found;
with love you
sent;
by not your
mouth;
but how they're
meant.
YOU ARE READING
Poetry is a sense-blossoming flower that never wilts.
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I would have
lost
my soul since
then;
if I have
loved
your ink and
pen;
for I've been
found;
with love you
sent;
by not your
mouth;
but how they're
meant.