Poem - 25 July 2022, 20:17 The dead flower Nancy Mcgowin It speaks to me through empty cans As though I am already dead The kilt of death comes soon Where we lay on the daisy of fields I am lusting for your desire as I feel this agony of love  Like 0 Pin it 0 Support CosmoFunnel.com You can help support the upkeep of CosmoFunnel.com via PayPal. Views: 376 Rating: Total votes: 0 Tags: Affection Poetry Genre: Drama Epic Erotic Freestyle Listed in: Contest Entries