I am blown away by
what the poetic fraternity
says about love and such
well, not by what, but
by how
I’m lost to humanity
flying high; in the interest
of poetic sanity and
classical distinction
I must try lifting myself
above the woes of many
loves lost; world beware
here I come…
An undercover poet
with a sigh……
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