Upper Wishing From My Soul
It not upon of mythic attention
It nature availability at blowouts
Thy moving forward ...
By! —You not finked of me.
Flying out of your mind
In raggery joint out by
Stricken for malicious my heart
As revengers it from my latter's needs.
By some way your profanity
That not expression of a goddess
In my living overrun
In higher's style common consent.
Please! ...taking me out your fondness
Put me away of your soul
Let me fly over freedom
Upper berthing wishes my soul.
~ Ciro C Toledo ~
Copyright © Ciro Toledo | Year Posted 2007
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