As Beautifull Poem by Manonton Dalan

As Beautifull



Tempting golden fruits
sweet i already pick one
i let juice stain my shirt
as i buried my teeth deep
crackling sound freshness
nothing caught between teeth

not alone craving for taste
i saw teeth-mark on some
they come cloak in darkness
swift strike they vanish
but for me i stay and enjoy
even fruits gone, i have tree

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Manonton Dalan

Manonton Dalan

virginia, usa
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