She Hung Copiously In My Arms
dense clouds cuddle
warm breeze caressing
the
singing river
sky opens in a symphony
tall trees shadowy
wind havocky
haunted valleys
unhaunted spirits
colorful acloves
of love
she hung
copiously
in my withered arms
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Copyright © Francis Osho | Year Posted 2015
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