Let me imprint on you
With my ink-filled mouth
Let me stain you with my words
Because after all they are all yours.
©Zeneisha Smith ••• 2018
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Blossoming Thoughts
PoesíaThere are thoughts in my mind That are too hard to contain They are blossoms that are growing And making gardens along the way These thoughts they are intricately Stitched to my already patterned heart. ✿✿✿ Come and stroll through my garden Of thou...
