That incredible feeling,
Walking on dry leaves,
Dry, delicious, crunchy,
Strides taking up bites,
Feet chew, gorgeously,
Oh, am a satisfied soul,
Nature's a loving mum,
What a lucky son I am!
"Lucky Son"
Drew Poetry
~Andy Mwalasha
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I will take you to the Atlantic coast in, Virginia, Will you be my 'Puella' my sweet, sweet Latina? Ride on the sand in a cherry... -
Gone are the days that you'd rest your head on my chest and smell the scent of my ripe goosebumps, those days that I would lose count o...
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