Stalwarts the warts of this callous mind.

Shall i take all downwinded behind,

yet i can make something out my nothings

and submerge all things

into sweet lovely things that can never be,

as one to take a treasure

that happens to be not

of gold nor silver

or even as sweet as nectar of your kisses.


ยฉ oliver a. melendezโŠ™โ– D3D14$/ VDL C7:14 / B2:91


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