A crunch echoed like an autumn song
Crumbs slipping through fingers like sand
Textured yet smooth, guilty but delightful
Drizzled with sunny gold and silver moon
Pale pink swirling 'round in my crystal cup
Warm and silky, pleasing though regretful
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Shawty's Rhyme Book
PoetryHere's a book of poetry which doesn't exactly rhyme. Each one may hold a thousand different meanings, but I just hope it means something to you... That's the only thing I need. Shawty❤ Highest Rankings: #36 in Poetry (09/06/2016) #1 in #lightpoetry...
