Inherent Poetic Muse
.
Mine spew 'pon slip is as
'the letting of blood'
of yore
to ease the mystery of
love
within
I
Of
Salacious
it's sweet affect
The breathe of i
Mine life's flow
Drips
'Pon slip
With
enamoring fuddle
twists of lexis
luuuve
Mine Muse
Ofttimes precariously
'Pon slip
bustles
The savant
know
mine bellow
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