Thursday, January 15, 2015

Wet Pearls Roll Down Her Cheek Comments

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When those wet pearls roll down her cheek,
my soul trembles and my heart goes weak.

Her silence creates the sharpest shrills,
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Edward Kofi Louis 15 January 2015

Nice piece of work. Thanks for sharing this poem with us. E.K.L.

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