The Shivering Gown Poem by Antonio Liao
The Shivering Gown
flattered with laughter,
the honing sweat
tick tack of the clock, fashion the
timeless hope of doubt
gratitude bless
the groom
subject to infirmities and
perfection of every eye that looks
beyond the horizon zone
of lament joy of pain
shivering lips the ground
flattered as though the silver coins has
turn to gold, the hook may bite the
rod yet! the feet tremble
to catch the gown
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4/23/2024 2:32:30 AM # 1.0.0.1119
i like this really enjoy to read it good poem