Poem -

deadly trogon kiss

I feel you may be lurking
Like a deadly trogon kiss
Burning upon the edges
Hidden in the mist
Such shadows do exist
Against the time of silence
Stars protect the night
Nothing but the moon
demands within it's plight
It's me against the darkness
Fighting again for right
Lurking within the shadows
I know your there that's why.

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Nardine Sanderson

As long as my original heart beats i shall not stop, love you sweetie pie:) xoxo

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Nardine Sanderson

As long as my original heart beats i shall not stop, love you sweetie pie:) xoxo

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AUTHOR WILLIAMS...

Good write dear Poetess Nardine Sanderson, Thanks for sharing, my applause, my love, my vote, Favorited

Stars protect the night
Nothing but the moon
demands within it's plight
It's me against the darkness
Fighting again for right
Lurking within the shadows
I know your there that's why.

Regards & Love

WILLIAMSJI MAVELI

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AUTHOR WILLIAMS...

Good write dear Poetess Nardine Sanderson, Thanks for sharing, my applause, my love, my vote, Favorited

Stars protect the night
Nothing but the moon
demands within it's plight
It's me against the darkness
Fighting again for right
Lurking within the shadows
I know your there that's why.

Regards & Love

WILLIAMSJI MAVELI

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Nardine Sanderson

Thank you dear brother, williamsji much love to you always your little sis, nardine xoxo

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