Take your identified hand, readable book to
book of the time was even better, keep it nice
and pleasant words compare in rhythm, when
the sun-glazed shine beneath those intrude of
eyes twinkle light, how much love to make your
feet sweep alongside, one big-city lip curled up
handily close, kissable blush cheekbones turned
into the rosy red type and hype color, the moonshine
hair complete short and wise
Written by
Michael James Brindley
11-13-21
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