Under your wing
Carefully tucked,
Fifty shades of aerial souvenirs.
Thank you,
For your forgetful glance.
I, the unusual spy
Catching your uncanny spirit.
Under your wing
Carefully tucked,
Fifty shades of aerial souvenirs.
Thank you,
For your forgetful glance.
I, the unusual spy
Catching your uncanny spirit.
Your poetry seems so effortless. I love it. Mine always feels forced.
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