Her Lone Book Poem by Nassy Fesharaki

Her Lone Book



Her lone book

She came with, her lone book
Well written, formed, published
Edition, takes its time, depends on editor.
Few are its pages; colours change with cover.
The range is from pale to orange to dark red
And brown and maroon and peels of, onion.

Regardless what exposed; pages are never same.

Thursday, June 25, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: analogy
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