Frankaffe
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On the crude pages of the flirting life,
lie some thumbprints
of a moment’s poetry.
Being detached is a fun state of mind
For you truly feel like wind on a dusty plain.
You feel like a poet typing out a poem
With vivid winters in his mind, and summer light outside.
Short poems on Twitter, bringing us from the mindset of the dark to the bright hopes of the light :) A witty conversation.
Insistent Brew, Stubborn Poem
Late Hours, Wide Awake
You know you’re up to something big.
But it simply lies out of reach.
Beat the bush. Beat the hell out of it.
