The City Mule Poem by Fate McFate
The City Mule
She has the glare of pearls
am torn asunder by her looks
sharp smile like the edge of a ray
deep in my veins, my heart is saturated
am drunk in the very cup of love
a boozer I am.
She effuse an enchantment
craziness is my inheritance
she is flawless,
my heart has gone bankrupt,
I've lost it at desire's expense.
I thought village boys never fall in love,
I was wrong.
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