In November Rush Poem by rose flores rosevoc2
In November Rush
Did you miss me?
I got busy drawing hands
All those hands: leaders', workers', servants'
And yours the most!
The clouds bothered on some nights, their shapes unpredictable
as your laughter and grin -
I miss your eyes
And those times you couldn't answer my favors, but just look at me
How innocent your gaze!
And your mouth pursed like a moon
And your face glowed like tequila
I adore you.
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4/28/2024 7:53:43 AM # 1.0.0.1119
part by part elaborated! Nice to read!