My Sweet
You, my sweet cherub, invade my night’s rest
overpowering me with odors of seraphim blossoms
to send me on dreams of hue filled fields…
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PetethePoet
A journey into the world of words should take us somewhere unknown, on a walk through the dark heart of words to the edge of understanding, through wooded thoughts beyond wandering intentions to the verge of the vexation then back…
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