A NoteA Poem by ROXANE DORSEY
I wasn't sure what came ashore
tattered and torn but still holding on was a piece of paper written to who knows who In plain text someone sent a letter of love missing their beloved mentioning labor of love fit like a glove there is no need to shove for true love swarms in like a turtle dove calling from above. This love wants to meet in the center street Think I put it aside, let air dry my new found love letter floated to me from out there yonder, that great big old sea. how that letter smelled fishy © 2017 ROXANE DORSEYReviews
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Added on December 19, 2017Last Updated on December 19, 2017 AuthorROXANE DORSEYbaltimore, MDAboutlove poetry since it has been embedded in my mind deeply way back when I was 4 years old. A very good reader in pre-school. Nursery rhymes tuned me in even deeper. more.. |

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