Poem -
sixth sense
look upon me
spoken
with
convictions on your lips
and
in eyes of fortunes
left untold
"a sixth sense..."
"eighth wonder of the world"
see me at my worst
and
crave the rise!
heavy and blackened
up
in the clouds
awoken
by the touch of time
waiting
to fall like rain
give the DevilĀ
a reason to fear of love!
Ā
Ā
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Theresa this I have pinned because read out loud it feels magnificent. D blank portrait, as usual, is right to stress the wonderful last two lines but the whole thing, spoken, is sublime.
It seems we both are nominated, I hope this wins.