Mind at 40
Body at 18
Soul at 63
Hands for the poor
Heart for the rich
Fingers to myself
Love to others.
I am symmetrical.
You are harmonious.
Delicate.
Intricate.
An eggshell.
Frail.
Precise.
Nifty.
Impeccable.
YOU ARE READING
Mellifluous Murmurs
Poetry❁ Freedom is allowing the crisp air to guide you through this forest we can call society. ❁
