Oooooooooooohhhhhhhhhhhhh....

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My Gray Period

I was thinking of you today Baby Girl and I wrote this.

 

Oooooooooooohhhhhhhhhhhhh......

 

Clothes

are a mere reminder, of whom.

we'd like to be.

Beauty, lies in the depth..... of the soul.

A silky, soft, reminder, of ambience.

Seen, through the mirrors..... of our soul.

Where keys, are not, needed for....... love.

Where, lost dreams, echo....

Clothes, like colours, like a taste....

what taste,

are you

 

.....Vanilla?

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I like this poemii very

I like this poemii very much.  Its style is inimotable, its readibility delightful.


J-Called

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Thanks 

Thanks 


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