Lines Poem by glen glens
Lines
thousand of lines
got to write down,
foretold write-up's
love pattern flows.
occupy my space;
shut me enclose,
descending straight high/
ascending straight dry.
rows of fitting wishes;
columns shading hope-
straight line chance-
direction can't be lost.
your sweet fault commands,
straight line curves?
fragile smiles pierces wind,
rosy lips decorates mine
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