A cardboard fire is a warm imagination
Hot milk and sugary cocoa powder
sweeter than maple
Oxytocin overload
The puffy floaties push one another
To glaze your tongue
White Mustache
From the last foamy whipped cream
And softly evaporate to sleep
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Poems with Jasables
ŞiirPoems are love, Poems are life, It's the soul of me And what I can be. My crowd gets big, And keeps getting bigger, That's cuz Jesus Christ is mah love! Peace. *Mic drop* I thought I was going to say it, didn't u?
