All too happy to BEAR
TONS for smiles of love.
Through crest or trough
I will be here.
All too happy to hear
Your words rove.
Through the tough
I will be here.
All too happy to spare
Time for the lines above.
Until you've seen enough,
I will always be here.
All too happy to tear
Myself, to wove
Me 'tween shards of rough
To live on your cuff.
All but happy to care.
I will always be here.
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THE IMPROMPTU MANIFEST.
Поэзия" SPARK!" Poems Of Utter Spontaneity. The Raw and Unfiltered Emotion Of Living Life Without Cuffs and With Your Heart On Your Sleeve. The Pushing Of Intuition Into The Everyday World. Let It Flow. Let It Flow. And Let Words Spark Life To LIFE.
