Ashe Flow Like Stream
Clearly it flows into my tongue,
Like flavors powdered into essence,
Of smoke,
Smoke blowing mind with quivers,
Passionately like smiles thrown
Into coffin.
Copyright © Guy-Adler Dorelien | Year Posted 2011
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