The magic in his voice is arcane
Known to few,
The stars in his eyes is hidden
For many it is new.
He is a belespirit with a true soul
His soul speaks canarous,
That is not known to public at all
It's not concealed, not a chorus tho.
He is an aphonic guitarist
With an amusing charm,
She is an amorist
And his thoughts makes her calm.
-s.b
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Resonance
PoetryShe is a corpse Living with marks On her flesh And a little more mess.
