Poetry – Page 124 – A Dash of Sunny

Mirrored

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Every night I pose before a mirror, as though trying to form a […]

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In the cavern of my heart, you flow like a river deep; calling […]

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‘It’s all about paying attention to detail.’ she remarked adding ten cups of […]

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Storm clouds, threatening the view outside. I pondered seeing how bitter was the […]

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I gaze breathless, as morning sun shines upon burgeoning buds, listening to birds […]

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She appeared as stream and gliding sun, unaware that her legs had come […]