THINKING ON MY BALCONY
1 o'clock morning morning moonrise shining, poetry in my mind. Is it a sign of a masterpiece? What will I ever be besides a poet. I write to right the songs. I am a poet. I think I know I show it. Nothing more than expert experience and exceptionality in my reality. Aah! Chilly out here in the brisk night atmosphere
Copyright © Val Brooklyn Rogers Blk Panther | Year Posted 2024
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