Afflatus
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Last published Mon, Aug 22, 2016
You are my
divine poetic inspiration.
To breathe,
to blow air through my lips.
flāre
afflāre
afflātus.
You are my divine
afflatus.
*- This is my third collection of poetry. The other two are Parts of Me and Butterfly Ripples. Please be kind enough not to read them -*
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