You lit my wick
Undoubtedly with
Burning desire
Of your undying fire.
– Original-Dante
.
Poetic Ink.
The way she speaks
You’d think
She marks the tips
Of her lips
With poetic ink.
– Original-Dante
Contemplations From A Black Star Citizen.
Contemplations From A Black Star Citizen.
You lit my wick
Undoubtedly with
Burning desire
Of your undying fire.
– Original-Dante
.
The way she speaks
You’d think
She marks the tips
Of her lips
With poetic ink.
– Original-Dante
O.D. 