ObliviousA Poem by Nevillethe art of knowing.. without knowing ..Oblivious When I look at you .. framed like that between the Muscat bleu and old mimosa Perfectly squeezed between the swimming pool and our tulip tree I wonder if you ever had a clue just how much my Ray Bans suited you Or for that matter, how much I f*****g loved you either.. No, of course not .. and now, there is no need or reason to pretend otherwise ...
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