Thursday, November 17, 2016

poem of the day November 17


I have 
been
in love 
with you
since 
early
in the sin
I know 
the snake 
was just
so fake
The apple
was in
the proper
place
It was 
mixing
yes with no
a vision
causing vertigo
Does it matter
that you
have no
name
a body
mind or
empty brain
Only mirror glass
where I look
to see
you are in love
The other
side of me

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