Riddled Poem by Natalie Nicole Story
Riddled
you answer my questions before I mouth them
...is that real...
...purely imagined...
you say so much
I must replay...go over...
thoroughly..time & again
to make sure I'm absorbing
every little thing.
Your speak is like God's
every thing...every little thing
is riddled with meaning..
steeped in richness
deep deep meaning.
oh me...
Sunday, December 25, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: question
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12/9/16 9: 45pm Friday at the Brick
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