through my sleeping a bit of napping I kissed the glimpse of a wrapper tapping... countless creations of ever lasting flipped the switch in tricks of timing t’is only this... at pebbles shore the silken lips of evermore whispering in mist of wishes lore then into heaven raven soars and to amazement said “once more!” the very quoth as heard before “this nameless... evermore" a heart of hope no burden bores as raven sights “the Jovian shore” and so upon a starlight twinkling lines of rhyme by way of thinking "called the raven" linked and syncing into a maddening demons dream " welcome... to The Screen" "hearts" Poe.
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AuthorIzzy Gumbo A simply complex Individual... living in both sides of Original...
Cast to be a bit Mystical... and enjoying friendships of a very Special... Nature. Welcome! To my simple.complex.IT
I write... Perfectly Twisted Poetry Archives
February 2020
CategoriesThe Pantheon..." I've yet to come ... "
but my body burns a delightful sensation and if I should turn into Phoenix for yearn ... be sure ... to bring Jackson, ;Demeter ~Signal.One~
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