Down To The Very Basics Of Personal Taste Poem by Mark Heathcote

Down To The Very Basics Of Personal Taste



Egyptian hands elongated with a gypsy's soul.
A Pharaoh who's ivory nape is pale slender
On it's shouldered, Nefertiti's thrown.

That's the kind of girl; I want to take home!
Pay-homage excavates!
Love, encrypt with my marrow bone.

Wednesday, October 8, 2014
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Tribhawan Kaul 09 October 2014

Nefertiti like girl...beautiful short but soul stirring poem.

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Tribhawan Kaul 09 October 2014

Nefertiti like girl...beautiful short but soul stirring poem.

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