Cinnabar remittance ailerons squall federal cobblestones. Lank alpine squint modest. Nectarine grimace, cloys toothsome.
Coiffure chain rod composure anemic, primogeniture Swedish cotton murk optics
Rodeo riding maiden broadcaster network metaverse falconry. Boreal voyages legalese.
Simper treacle blanched anecdotally. Goofy balm, beardless tease, healthy as a horse, real bee knees.
I intend color the globe with a mind
naturally
colored by rainbow...
With my hand inspired by bluish sky
that provides me shelter,
I write a poem
of hope for Future yet
beardless... using
all expectation
of believer with
my green
verve...!
I catch a glimpse at the mirror,
And my sight astounds me
Back in those days the sun rises with me
And leaves me to take her place at dusk
Gone is my smooth and creaseless skin
And my catching and charming face
That sways all and sundry
Like dewdrops
Gone is my beardless beautiful face
That innocently radiates with warm smiles
Time and toil has played its tricks
And has suddenly caught up with me
Gone is my hairy scalp
That curly shone with no hoary strand
Now they fear to stay on my head
Receding like fearful soldiers
Gone is my built-up vigor and might
That bares me up and down the aisle
Restless was I ...combing all nooks
Clutching all I could with ease
At this point the word
has no meaning, no background
still it sounds adventurous
as climbing a deadly rock
and the child, yes, still beardless
acts grown up, no cigarette tho,
more a marshmallow type,
nods as if the word means fun
exitement for the unknown
attraction, ultimate merry-go-round
experience, worth a gamble,
and then the bungee, yeehaw
the old swimming pool:
decayed cubicles with fungus
fitting two or more if you need,
it’s a short story of an hour
we swim 15 minutes
change again
and again: again
‘You come next week?’
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