Untitled Poem 4
Spiraling staircases,
Bookcases packed,
Warm, glow, deep.
Like fleeting thoughts
Trying to encompass and relate to you
Her.
She is much more indeed.
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A lovely poem of a beloved her. Nice writing, Melp.
Thank you very much