There was more to words in exchanging.

There was more to words in exchanging.

A Poem by andrew mitchell

There was more to words in exchanging.
In passing I undressed you,
right under your nose.
The pairing of your verbs
brought action to mind,
in adjectives I could
not go into,
but in mind, mine
I did undress you.
Did you know?

© 2017 andrew mitchell


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Added on January 28, 2017
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andrew mitchell
andrew mitchell

adelaide, Australia



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