Brown spaghetti,
Forever a mess like confetti
Round orbs of earth
Full of untamed mirth
A gentle olive, with growing cherries,
Two dimples it carries
Sharp and dark
Highlighting the bark
An olive hill
For Eskimos to feel
Always pulled into a smile
A red heart that stretches for an endless mile
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Poetry- C o m p l e t e d - Started on the 23. 02. 19 Completed on the 27. 05. 19 DEEP poems And others not so deep. Hope you like them. They get better as you read. #6 quickread || 02. 01. 2019 #262 short || 16. 01. 2019 #2 anythingreally || 23. 02...
