In Which I Fall in Love:
Entwine us, fingers
Grasping for warmth, I need to
Feel alive once more
In Which the World Begins (and Ends):
Once, a black feather and a
White feather fell in
Love and they became fire
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Pure ~ A Collection of Poetry
PoésieA simple collection of poems I've put together, meant to get you thinking. I wrote some and gathered some, but if you don't like poetry, don't read. ;) RANKED #356 IN POETRY ON 7/27/2016!
