Planet Unrequitia Poem # 342 - Poem by Warren Falcon
Planet UnRequitia Poem # 342
soaked from rain announcing,
'I need to get out of these
wet clothes and into a dry martini'
only a towel to dry him and nothing more
Unrequitia is pronounced un-ree-kwy-sha as in the word 'Unrequited'
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Still I Rise
The Road Not Taken
If You Forget Me
Edgar Allan Poe
Stopping By Woods On A Snowy Evening
I Do Not Love You Except Because I Love You