... Darjet


She- - Poem by ... Darjet

She walked into a hurricane
The streets were empty
but they were calling.
they were saying
be with me,
be with me, darling.
She walked into a hurricane
warm winds fanned her
mane.
The wind was poetry
for his sweethearts ears, hands, pussy.
The storm claimed your cause
all stores shut their doors
all the streets were yours
like a queen.


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Poem Submitted: Friday, April 4, 2014

Poem Edited: Friday, April 4, 2014


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