Wickered Poems - Poems about Wickered

...Shes got the warmth of the sun in her soul her lips are so kissable deep in her eyes are galaxies that will leave you lost in fantasies but now she stares at me with those eyes so cold ......

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...Sit, watch the evening low and born today of but three last clouds A bruding closeness threatening about the body and house Await the door bell in one hour she comes maybe just at close of day Tomo......

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