Poetic Stew
i have to go to bed, but im writing a poem that's stewing in my head.
it will be out before the days dread.
so that its known no felt threw this medium of technological nudity.
this vulnerability that i open myself to so that i may know you, and you to know me.
thees words i cant get out fast enough to feel free, so i hold my breath and take a step back.
re compose yourself Kristy you have enough time to set your poems heart upon the breeze so that many of lovers lost like you can read listen and stew of my poems just for you.
Written By Nami Sanjo
Posted 06/06/12
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