Monday, March 9, 2015

Whisk Away

Deep in the heart
Of my heart,
I'm trying to impart,
The start of a journey,
From afar,
The spaces between places,
It faces,
While the whole world embraces,
Yet there are no traces,
Of the disgraces,
So say hey miss,
Blow me a kiss,
Leave the double clenched fist,
And finish this.

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