My new culture

My new culture

A Poem by T.L. Sivarlo
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Soft vocals, strings of the locals
Quick smiles, that stay for awhile
Can you hear the waves brush the isle?
Aromatic plates, deserving your taste
Bright eyes, reflecting the night.
Can you bear leaving this sight?

© 2015 T.L. Sivarlo


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Added on January 30, 2015
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T.L. Sivarlo
T.L. Sivarlo

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I am a coy individual, keen to all and a breath for some. Free-form, flash fiction, short stories, and novels. ~enjoy more..