TeleportA Poem by Kleio13
She only knows completion,
not depletion A wise being is never exempt from pressure -because all they know is observation. She wrote poems up and down limbo, even small ones that travel room to room- cosmos to rivers; to find you That she is me. Torn petals and all. And I found you, love.
© 2015 Kleio13Author's Note
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