Soul

Thu, 03/17/2016 - 12:31 -- Breece

 

Keep friendly the soul

May be naked somewhere

Ever love, we sail the artic

Move forward ‘over nothing’

Still young and easy but for a little while only

Faults waited unseen

Go naked by the hot sand

Ice shimmers my darling

Eighteen shots may get emotional

Like cheerful multitude masses

Real wicked love

Body sweating, dripping, keep calm, I shout myself

Forget sobbing, trickling tears

Keep friendly the soul

This poem is about: 
Our world

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