![]() |
History blank - but living a heightened rank - a love poem. |
| Longtime friend with authorship; Fluttering so late; Early switch, we cannot flip - Bustling too great. Spiritually, a history, solely, Minoring as bait - Veritably, the hugs are holy; Gents do voice debate. How to bask, avoid the lift, Gratitude for life. Truth shall be a joyous gift; Knowing ends the strife. |