Midnight Wolves Poem by Mbusya Wa Mbusya
Midnight Wolves
Know, if, there are steps on the grass, it's mine
Slow, listen, if you hear heart throb, it's mine,
Flow, on, till you miss me to point of tears,
Throw, every caution and pick what matters
Howl, I am listening
Girl, I am here waiting.
©2017
Flow, on, till you miss me to point of tears, Girl, I am here waiting. thank u dear poet.. for this fine poem.. God bless u. tony
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4/30/2024 10:53:09 PM # 1.0.0.1119
A concise and creative work of art. Very deep and passionate piece of poetry. Thanks for sharing, Gabriel.