Archive for the year 2017

Poem: The Morning After

when the sun knocks on our windows kissing our bodies twirled in bedsheets dancing to the tunes of morning joy  making merry 

Poem: Transformation

A faulty road surpassed by ghoul, Where orange and grey masters rule, Of an affinity towards a copper statue Built in disguise in your greener side.
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