Greenhouse Effect
To me
You are
The heating sun,
Giver of life,
Shower of warmth.
I am
To you
The iceberg
Melting.
You are
The heating sun,
Giver of life,
Shower of warmth.
I am
To you
The iceberg
Melting.
Greenhouse Effect
Poetry is either something that lives like fire inside you or else it is nothing, an empty formalized bore around which pedants can endlessly drone their notes and explanations.
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Only Death | 0 | 03/26/2010 |
Prose & Poetry | 0 | 03/26/2010 |
When The Fruit Has Ripened | 0 | 03/26/2010 |
Greenhouse Effect | 0 | 03/26/2010 |
I Thought I Knew What I Was Dreaming | 0 | 03/26/2010 |
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