Dear Poem by Teddy Wirunda
Dear
Limbosime my choice,
I know your voice
nostalgia's remorseless
its's left me calmless,
I miss your tender touch
I miss your tender touch
so come close
move close
press close
let me loose.
Silver shoes
Diamond eyes
Wise wise
Press close
Sonourous voice
Gait chose
Nice nice
press close
Fashion lass
With the.mass
So nice
Press close
Dear! Dear!
Dear here!
Dear hear!
Don't fear.
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