Morphing.A Poem by Fay Slimm![]()
Morphing.
I want no eventual. I ask for soon.
I sense desire for One morphing to Two.
I despise time that bakes waste of regret.
I will taste you. © 2019 Fay SlimmAuthor's Note
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