Lethe Poem by Rubel das raj
Lethe
please take the rose
give me your hand wine
I want to drunk to night.
world is crazy honey
mix all dark with bright.
take my dress
to give me yours.
if change the soil
to get touch of flowers.
honey take my lip
to cut by your teeth.
decorate the world face
with any Lethe.
Monday, August 25, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: love and art
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