A Lovely Sort of ThingsA Poem by SteffiA Lovely Sort of Things Fingers trace the lines in your skin Memories spattered with expectations of grandeur Ears so cluttered with a murmured tune Eyes so misted with a sheath of infatuation Embraced taut, grazing along the rinds The sweltering summer ferocity
© 2009 SteffiAuthor's Note
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