Ana Toma Poems

Nothing has changed.
My wildest desire is his lips on mine. The longest French kiss ever
Sweet as baby's first smile.
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I identify myself as a mother, first,
Then along run all other great qualities.
I'm one of the four sweetest souls
around these pale white walls.
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Two little feet and the Midnight Moon
A gorgeous lady with long black curly hair
Stunning brown eyes and a killer smile
Dancing under the roof of the sky.
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