BIRTHDAY BLUES
Thursday, January 8, 2015
SHE
She smells of a new book
All her stories alive,
Of distant oceans
Of 2 lofty mountains
In their womb, a brook
Her eyes a page mark,a constant reminder
To know more I must strive
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