Monday 28 October 2019

Musings #4

My poems are assortment of rhyme schemes and prose.
Even dead bodies can find the hidden and visible meanings.


But only YOU will find ME in them,
But only YOU will fine YOU in them,
But only YOU will fine US in them.
Hidden in the layers of unrhymed schema.
And then I will know that you have fallen for me on all fours.

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