The Key Poem by Daniel Y.
The Key
Never found its only fit
the single place where it belongs.
But rolling in a pocket, sits,
clinking with the change
it’s melancholy songs.
It unites once more,
it’s perfect bride!
To turn about a kiss.
And once more retreats again,
this sweet love it will miss.
Tuesday, February 4, 2014
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