March 21: INTERNATIONAL DAY OF POETRY
perceive the sound of my tears falling
rushed into the core of a star.
If you talk poetry
understand
I split in half when, in desire,
rain caress me, and I dissolve.
also will know what I mean when I say
hollies planted in the cracks of my field
adult, and so when I'm being.
If you talk poetry
stand by me,
I need an interpreter to understand
with people bitter.
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