THOSE SHINY CURLS OF MINE

The gentle breeze tussles freely,

those shiny curls of mine.

The vast ocean reflects

a magnificent canvas

drawing to eternity,

those incandescent eyes

that I belong to,

now and forever.

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Writer, Poet, Pedagogue, and Playwright www.erasmuscromwellsmith.com

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