How dare she
How dare she sneak into our prospering eden
How dare she touch my wine-stained primrose
How dare she tear apart its blooming curtains
How dare she steal my wine-stained primrose
How dare she
How dare she walk into our antediluvian andromeda
How dare she stitch our dying stars into one
How dare she travel the starlore sea in our centenarian gondola
How dare she steal our threadbare moons for fun
How dare she
How dare she barricade our light like an eclipse
How dare she turn our two into a three
How dare she leave her acid nectar on your lips
How dare she try to steal you away from me
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honeysuckle evenings.
Poetrya short collection of scattered imagination verbalised into words. a love story in different parts. ©️ all poems belong to me. - cover: honeysuckle illustration from vectorstock - i do not own any of the pictures in this book. HIGHEST RANKS ...
