How did you meet your wife?
(At that moment
It appeared
As though,
The moon and the Sun
Had met
And were as one.)
We used to work together.
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PoesíaWords arranged in a funny order. Poems about my view of reality and how my inner fantasy world colours it with strange tinges. I love discussions about concepts and ideas so please feel free to comment. © 2018 Brian Lynch
