Best Celandine Poems
Echoes of Celandine (Winter Jazz)She was the coolest chick I never knew,
with hair of black and eyes of blue;
like, I'd watch her as the sun set down,
she held the breath of the whole damn town.
Now, incarcerated, I know the shadows are fast comin' down,
and I can see the strip...
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celandine, lost love, love, nostalgia,
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