Blood Orange »
By Poetry on May 16, 2009 in Poetry | 0 Comments
You’re like a linoleum knife to blood stream temple orange
Temple orange like the sun as a playground ball of relation unraveled
And tied around she thumb
Reminding: he are not the hopeless singleton.
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