Dark ShellsA Poem by I Am Svetlana
It's dangerous not to
kiss under the bleachers when you're young. Finish the rendezvous in a private bathroom, left intoxicated with his gaze. Burning time with your strange duet. Both naked as carp. Even in exile, your dark shells break from the shadowy inside. © 2016 I Am Svetlana |
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Added on June 22, 2016 Last Updated on June 22, 2016 AuthorI Am SvetlanaMadison, WIAbout"If you cannot write well; you cannot think well; if you cannot think well, other's will do your thinking for you." -Oscar Wilde Hello all, my name is Emily Svetlana! I am 30 years old and wo.. more.. |

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