She Backs Me With Alacrity, As Stacks Of Paper Made From Wood, And Stumbles Not To Shack With Me, Because Her Life With Me Is Good. Poem by Joshua Guillory

She Backs Me With Alacrity, As Stacks Of Paper Made From Wood, And Stumbles Not To Shack With Me, Because Her Life With Me Is Good.



She backs me with alacrity,
As stacks of paper made from wood,
And stumbles not to shack with me,
Because her life with me is good.

- Joshua Guillory

Sunday, January 31, 2021
Topic(s) of this poem: love
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January 31,2021, M P.M... true love, perfect life, forever....
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