You bend like an
ocean to catch the moon―
in twilight of gods.
To deliver godly
gene I pack your smile
in womb of dry roses.
Who returns the loan
of love given to red eyes
paying back in tears!
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I pack your smile in womb of dry roses. Phenomenal imagery conveying a maze of expressionistic ambiguity. Infinity welcomes warm embraces. I can wrap myself in your poems and the always change.