Watching Intellect Grow Into An Aroma Of The Soul Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak
Watching Intellect Grow Into An Aroma Of The Soul
Calling out to those who want to be in ones life, no strings
attached, letting a powerful strength erupt in treasures that
level out in puzzle pieces of what's left of a life.
Wanting to continue down many fragrant paths and into other
endeavors that bring minds and intellect together in an in-
clusive mode, increasing all the while, watching it grow into
an aroma of the soul.
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