Fondness Poem by Fatima Nusairat

Fondness

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As the tree..
Cuddling her shadows:
He is the rustle of paper
And I am the dance of twigs,
;
Coherent we were..
'Shadow adores shadow'..!

Sunday, December 1, 2013
Topic(s) of this poem: dance,tree
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