Smouldering Pages

Come slender folder mender smouldering pages caress
With purple scrolling measured breaths of bliss
Turn back the rain of tears let rule
A day a thousand years for you
Sovereign heart, ascending soul Never Let Us Go, yes
For once a lost pretender so remiss
Come slender folder mender smouldering pages caress




Poetry by Chaucer Whethers
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Written on 2014-12-21 at 14:38

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