A blown kiss takes to the sky in freefall.A Poem by andrew mitchell
What if that
kiss being blown taken by the wind under its wing was delivered to whom it was intended. In a breeze it would be placed as a touch, but in a storm presented as a smack, its intensity of both would be noted. I wonder where a pinch would land?
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Added on June 3, 2017 Last Updated on June 3, 2017 Authorandrew mitchelladelaide, AustraliaAboutStrindberg said. " When I come home and sit at my writing table, then I live.... I live, and I live in manifold fashion of all human beings. I depict; I am glad with the glad, wicked with the wicked,.. more.. |

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