Mingle
You said you want, you say you treasure.
But it's impetus in your heart and veins,
pompous in that fact, the heat drives fast-
beldams with your cruelish handsomers.
I vividly crawl in your genius,
quest on a very long journey in-
and yet out, though for a timely cut.
An uncouth dream forever trapped out.
And you wished those feelings over again.
Erow.
Copyright © Ogheneruru Wekpe | Year Posted 2017
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