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Written by Sammielee46 in portal Poetry & Free Verse

moth eaten

like a moth to a flame

she drew near

trust - she gave blindly

he plucked her wings

with his heat

and watched her struggle

to take flight

- she had warned him

that the flame

would scold and

singe

but he

fanned the flames

and made it grow.

if only he nurtured

her like he did

the flame.

he didn't heed her

warnings.

he

didn't listen.

he never did.

she batted her wings

- the wings of a ghost

amputated by his

ignorance

and lack of care

she crawled away

using every ounce

of her strength,

leaving claw marks

of determination

and desperation

to taste the nectar

of freedom

across his soul

see, unlike moths,

who get burnt and

yet return to the

fire,

she learned,

she moved on

and it was he who

woke up

with the residue of

of her dust

on his fingers

and the regret

in his gut

along with her scars

across his

blackened heart...

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Written by Sammielee46 in portal Poetry & Free Verse
moth eaten
like a moth to a flame
she drew near
trust - she gave blindly
he plucked her wings
with his heat
and watched her struggle
to take flight
- she had warned him
that the flame
would scold and
singe
but he
fanned the flames
and made it grow.
if only he nurtured
her like he did
the flame.
he didn't heed her
warnings.
he
didn't listen.
he never did.
she batted her wings
- the wings of a ghost
amputated by his
ignorance
and lack of care
she crawled away
using every ounce
of her strength,
leaving claw marks
of determination
and desperation
to taste the nectar
of freedom
across his soul
see, unlike moths,
who get burnt and
yet return to the
fire,
she learned,
she moved on
and it was he who
woke up
with the residue of
of her dust
on his fingers
and the regret
in his gut
along with her scars
across his
blackened heart...
#poetry  #Itslit  #getlit 
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Written by Sammielee46 in portal Poetry & Free Verse

Crystallise

Slide your sighs

between my thighs

I'll read the words

Your tongue implies

Colonise,

take your place -

Reprise

Deft hands play me

Counter-clockwise

With the moonrise

Spread my butterflies

Hear my cries

- illicit lullabies

Make me beg

Don't apologise

Take me, now

Burglarise

Rise and fall

Multiplies

Erect our echoes

- Fertilise

Rinse. Repeat.

Rhapsodise

As our waves

Synchronise

Until the crest

Intensifies

Then we fall down

Hypnotise...

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Written by Sammielee46 in portal Poetry & Free Verse
Crystallise
Slide your sighs
between my thighs
I'll read the words
Your tongue implies
Colonise,
take your place -
Reprise
Deft hands play me
Counter-clockwise
With the moonrise
Spread my butterflies
Hear my cries
- illicit lullabies
Make me beg
Don't apologise
Take me, now
Burglarise
Rise and fall
Multiplies
Erect our echoes
- Fertilise
Rinse. Repeat.
Rhapsodise
As our waves
Synchronise
Until the crest
Intensifies
Then we fall down
Hypnotise...
#poetry  #rhyme  #amwriting  #Itslit  #getlit  #sauce 
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Written by Sammielee46 in portal Poetry & Free Verse

Swallow The Depths

Gnashing teeth

I cannot sleep

Losing control

Of the grief I keep

Drink the void

Bite my tongue

Taste despair

Then empty my lung

Don't judge me

I'm fucking weak

As words rip and tear

We all desperately seek

But I cannot see

My eyes are sewn

I'm blind to the light

My voice - monotone

Glitches of stitches

We clench on discretions

So digital yet mineral

Trapped inside the tide

Of impressions

We rebel - hide and confide

Of the critical yet cynical

The superficial fuck with us

Us, the pessimistic race

Lashed by the materialistic

Left with scars upon our face

Confined in space,

laced with their disgrace

Those tides will sink us

We will drown

Joy turned to ash

Green turned to the brown

Of decay

Dark and dank

Out of the cup of lies

We drank

As our generation sank

Down so low - so low

Questioning everything

That we ought to know

Saints turned to sinners

No fucking elders

- Only beginners

We cry. We cry

But we're so damn confused

We do not know why

Lies became truth

We are the land of the lost

Falsifying, forever lying

No matter what the cost

The youth thinks they are wise

They can't hear the elders cries

We're muted

By the convoluted

With blocked tears within our eyes

The human race lost forever

Our pens are suddenly blunt

No more rallying together

When societies' a cunt...

Can we kick a field goal

As generation x?

Just a blind attempt

To inspire the next?

We live by the art

And may die by the pen

But if given the chance

We would

Die, and die again

Remain deep and true

Yes, true to yourself

This world full of hate

Could dictate your own health

Keep your head above the water

Don't swallow the depths of blue

Use the paper to make your cuts

Make sure it's the essence of you

We all have one thing in common

The only thing we share is death

So make your words count

Until you take your final breath...

*a collaboration with the badass, @Skull.

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Written by Sammielee46 in portal Poetry & Free Verse
Swallow The Depths
Gnashing teeth
I cannot sleep
Losing control
Of the grief I keep

Drink the void
Bite my tongue
Taste despair
Then empty my lung

Don't judge me
I'm fucking weak
As words rip and tear
We all desperately seek

But I cannot see
My eyes are sewn
I'm blind to the light
My voice - monotone

Glitches of stitches
We clench on discretions
So digital yet mineral
Trapped inside the tide
Of impressions
We rebel - hide and confide
Of the critical yet cynical

The superficial fuck with us
Us, the pessimistic race
Lashed by the materialistic
Left with scars upon our face
Confined in space,
laced with their disgrace
Those tides will sink us
We will drown
Joy turned to ash
Green turned to the brown
Of decay
Dark and dank
Out of the cup of lies
We drank

As our generation sank
Down so low - so low
Questioning everything
That we ought to know
Saints turned to sinners
No fucking elders
- Only beginners
We cry. We cry
But we're so damn confused
We do not know why

Lies became truth
We are the land of the lost
Falsifying, forever lying
No matter what the cost
The youth thinks they are wise
They can't hear the elders cries
We're muted
By the convoluted
With blocked tears within our eyes
The human race lost forever
Our pens are suddenly blunt
No more rallying together
When societies' a cunt...

Can we kick a field goal
As generation x?
Just a blind attempt
To inspire the next?
We live by the art
And may die by the pen
But if given the chance
We would
Die, and die again
Remain deep and true
Yes, true to yourself
This world full of hate
Could dictate your own health

Keep your head above the water
Don't swallow the depths of blue
Use the paper to make your cuts
Make sure it's the essence of you
We all have one thing in common
The only thing we share is death
So make your words count
Until you take your final breath...


*a collaboration with the badass, @Skull.
#fiction  #poetry  #collaboration  #amwriting  #Itslit 
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Written by Sammielee46 in portal Poetry & Free Verse

Sate Me

Velveteen touch meets silken skin

Opaque obsessions laced with sin

Righteous rituals are hidden herein

Accented with threads that've worn thin

Cut those ties and start to spin

Insatiable chords with lusts violin

Obdure your desire, now let me in

Underneath your attire is where I'll begin

Satiate my appetite and delve deep within...

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Written by Sammielee46 in portal Poetry & Free Verse
Sate Me
Velveteen touch meets silken skin
Opaque obsessions laced with sin
Righteous rituals are hidden herein
Accented with threads that've worn thin
Cut those ties and start to spin
Insatiable chords with lusts violin
Obdure your desire, now let me in
Underneath your attire is where I'll begin
Satiate my appetite and delve deep within...

#poetry  #acrostic  #amwriting  #Itslit  #getlit 
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Written by Sammielee46 in portal Poetry & Free Verse

Unlace Me

Undress me 'til I'm nothing but lace

I'm the shadow, bring your lights embrace

Strip my skin; with heat replace

The parts of me the frost would deface

You've made me bare, now take a taste

Part the material, temptation traced

Snake your hands from breast to waist

I am your sin, no need to be chaste

Bruise my skin with your lust splattered red

A palette of wanting stirred onto our bed

Drink my desire 'til your appetite's fed

I'll know you're sated when your hardness has bled

Bleed your passion deep inside me

Increase my greed, grant your serenity

Make me moan louder, sigh with intensity

Our bodies collide without hyperbole

Ride my wave; take my ship to shore

Peak with my crest and surf me evermore

I've hidden depths that you'll want to explore

I'm your addiction just touch me to score

We'll keep our rhythm 'til I make you rain

'Til you drip down my leg and leave lusts stain

I'll lick your pleasure and take every grain

Until the next time, my sin has been slain...

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Written by Sammielee46 in portal Poetry & Free Verse
Unlace Me
Undress me 'til I'm nothing but lace
I'm the shadow, bring your lights embrace
Strip my skin; with heat replace
The parts of me the frost would deface

You've made me bare, now take a taste
Part the material, temptation traced
Snake your hands from breast to waist
I am your sin, no need to be chaste

Bruise my skin with your lust splattered red
A palette of wanting stirred onto our bed
Drink my desire 'til your appetite's fed
I'll know you're sated when your hardness has bled

Bleed your passion deep inside me
Increase my greed, grant your serenity
Make me moan louder, sigh with intensity
Our bodies collide without hyperbole

Ride my wave; take my ship to shore
Peak with my crest and surf me evermore
I've hidden depths that you'll want to explore
I'm your addiction just touch me to score

We'll keep our rhythm 'til I make you rain
'Til you drip down my leg and leave lusts stain
I'll lick your pleasure and take every grain
Until the next time, my sin has been slain...
#poetry  #rhyme  #amwriting  #Itslit  #getlit 
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Written by Sammielee46 in portal Stream of Consciousness

Realist

When the world around you seems a darker place - it probably is. This is not me being a pessimist, this is me being a realist.

Sometimes we need darkness to remind us how warm the sunshine really is. It teaches us to appreciate every last second of each sun ray.

Without darkness, without storm clouds and rain, we fail to hear the birdsong when the precipitation stops; we fail to see when the blue smothers the black, and the rainbows illuminate our skies.

When my world is dark, I think of marble eyes, I feel the warmth given in a smile, the fit of a soul enveloping me. He knows just how deeply his light shines through the darkness that strangulates my sight.

He showed me that beauty can be found in the dark. The galaxies of stardust that encompass the grains that make us who we are. The star-shimmer. The moonlight. The way the night sky highlights his jaw, a jaw that I want to pepper my kisses along.

He took me in his arms, during the light, and I closed my eyes and allowed the dark to take me. It took me beneath its cloak, whilst his heartbeat underneath my ear, sung lullabies to me and his scent embraced my dreams. He showed me that darkness with him didn't mean nightmares, it meant comfort, daydreams, an entity that was whole and content.

He taught me that the darkness around me needn't be my orbit. That its gravity couldn't weigh me down when his love gave me the air I needed to float. I became weightless. That was until the darkness radiated from him.

When his candied speech became sour as his actions repelled the words he sung. Blame was on my shoulders, as it was I who "saw it wrong."

My thoughts summoned questions with clouds that blocked the sun.

This dark came with permafrost, and a jet black that was the void against love, contentment, beauty, and happiness.

As I sobbed on my knees next to what I was forced to bury alone. The storm clouds lingered, and I became a sodden mess of rain and tears. I remembered what we lost and what I was about to lose. A lover, my finest friend, my everything.

I remembered the hue, the things we got through, I remembered you, the distant skies of blue, the memories we've yet to accrue. Then I remembered the loss, the lies, your love - just a disguise, our sighs, and lullabies, as the rain fell upon me; the sky cries.

You lost nothing, nothing was ever true. Not when it came from those lips I still long to kiss. That head of yours hung southward to stop me looking into the deception within your eyes.

I got cold. So cold my teeth chatter stopped. My body was still. I couldn't remember anything anymore. Why was I even here? Why did the wet seep under my skin? Why wouldn't the darkness lift? My plan. My plan was foiled. I didn't get to lay in rest. I didn't even get to try. The darkness clutched at my throat.

The light. The world was light. I'd been doused in darkness for so long, the light hurt my eyes. I thought you were there, my light, my love. My ears heard beeps, slow, sluggish beeps, I could see the light from behind my heavy lids. I thought you were there.

The beeping is me, why am I beeping? Where is my light? I need my light. Where are you? You're not here. Why can't I sit up? Where am I?

All you had to do was be here. All you had to do was love me, and prove it. Promise. Commit. That is all. But you chose something different. You broke me. You hurt me. You scarred me.

I open my eyes. They saved me. I didn't want to be saved. I wanted to fade into the blackness and hold the things we lost. Remember things when they were light. I don't want to be here under false, artificial light.

I want to find the comfort within the darkness, and when they switch off the machines, and the warmth, I'll find warmth within the abyss. Where you can't hurt me again.

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Written by Sammielee46 in portal Stream of Consciousness
Realist
When the world around you seems a darker place - it probably is. This is not me being a pessimist, this is me being a realist.

Sometimes we need darkness to remind us how warm the sunshine really is. It teaches us to appreciate every last second of each sun ray.

Without darkness, without storm clouds and rain, we fail to hear the birdsong when the precipitation stops; we fail to see when the blue smothers the black, and the rainbows illuminate our skies.

When my world is dark, I think of marble eyes, I feel the warmth given in a smile, the fit of a soul enveloping me. He knows just how deeply his light shines through the darkness that strangulates my sight.

He showed me that beauty can be found in the dark. The galaxies of stardust that encompass the grains that make us who we are. The star-shimmer. The moonlight. The way the night sky highlights his jaw, a jaw that I want to pepper my kisses along.

He took me in his arms, during the light, and I closed my eyes and allowed the dark to take me. It took me beneath its cloak, whilst his heartbeat underneath my ear, sung lullabies to me and his scent embraced my dreams. He showed me that darkness with him didn't mean nightmares, it meant comfort, daydreams, an entity that was whole and content.

He taught me that the darkness around me needn't be my orbit. That its gravity couldn't weigh me down when his love gave me the air I needed to float. I became weightless. That was until the darkness radiated from him.

When his candied speech became sour as his actions repelled the words he sung. Blame was on my shoulders, as it was I who "saw it wrong."
My thoughts summoned questions with clouds that blocked the sun.

This dark came with permafrost, and a jet black that was the void against love, contentment, beauty, and happiness.

As I sobbed on my knees next to what I was forced to bury alone. The storm clouds lingered, and I became a sodden mess of rain and tears. I remembered what we lost and what I was about to lose. A lover, my finest friend, my everything.

I remembered the hue, the things we got through, I remembered you, the distant skies of blue, the memories we've yet to accrue. Then I remembered the loss, the lies, your love - just a disguise, our sighs, and lullabies, as the rain fell upon me; the sky cries.

You lost nothing, nothing was ever true. Not when it came from those lips I still long to kiss. That head of yours hung southward to stop me looking into the deception within your eyes.

I got cold. So cold my teeth chatter stopped. My body was still. I couldn't remember anything anymore. Why was I even here? Why did the wet seep under my skin? Why wouldn't the darkness lift? My plan. My plan was foiled. I didn't get to lay in rest. I didn't even get to try. The darkness clutched at my throat.

The light. The world was light. I'd been doused in darkness for so long, the light hurt my eyes. I thought you were there, my light, my love. My ears heard beeps, slow, sluggish beeps, I could see the light from behind my heavy lids. I thought you were there.

The beeping is me, why am I beeping? Where is my light? I need my light. Where are you? You're not here. Why can't I sit up? Where am I?

All you had to do was be here. All you had to do was love me, and prove it. Promise. Commit. That is all. But you chose something different. You broke me. You hurt me. You scarred me.

I open my eyes. They saved me. I didn't want to be saved. I wanted to fade into the blackness and hold the things we lost. Remember things when they were light. I don't want to be here under false, artificial light.

I want to find the comfort within the darkness, and when they switch off the machines, and the warmth, I'll find warmth within the abyss. Where you can't hurt me again.
#fiction  #streamofconsciousness  #amwriting  #Itslit  #getlit 
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Written by Sammielee46 in portal Haiku

They Bled, We Bleed

Poppy on her chest

Heart heavy under her breast

Laying him to rest

***

Lest we forget.

I hope one day war is a word we all reflect upon as we use words not weapons to discuss and resolve our issues.

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Written by Sammielee46 in portal Haiku
They Bled, We Bleed
Poppy on her chest
Heart heavy under her breast
Laying him to rest


***


Lest we forget.

I hope one day war is a word we all reflect upon as we use words not weapons to discuss and resolve our issues.
#haiku  #remembranceday  #wewillremember  #lestweforget 
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Written by Sammielee46 in portal Poetry & Free Verse

The Darkness and I

The darkness sat 

– brushed his shoulder 

against mine. 

Silent. 

Loud. 

His white noise 

deafening. 

Speaking words 

never to be spoken; 

crushing my bones 

with the grasp 

of his unvoiced

visualisations. 

Pools of his poison

perforated my 

eardrums - 

ringing 

bells, 

screams.

Echoes 

within his shadows 

that begin to 

smother my

vision. 

I'm losing the 

light

– the tendrils 

of purity,

strangulated 

by the sins 

of his tenebrosity.

I'm being engulfed 

into the core of 

the black. 

Fading, 

my essence 

etiolated. 

Gone. 

He 

held my hand 

and dragged 

me into the bowels 

of eternal 

perdition... 

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Written by Sammielee46 in portal Poetry & Free Verse
The Darkness and I
The darkness sat 
– brushed his shoulder 
against mine. 
Silent. 
Loud. 
His white noise 
deafening. 
Speaking words 
never to be spoken; 
crushing my bones 
with the grasp 
of his unvoiced
visualisations. 
Pools of his poison
perforated my 
eardrums - 
ringing 
bells, 
screams.
Echoes 
within his shadows 
that begin to 
smother my
vision. 
I'm losing the 
light
– the tendrils 
of purity,
strangulated 
by the sins 
of his tenebrosity.
I'm being engulfed 
into the core of 
the black. 
Fading, 
my essence 
etiolated. 
Gone. 
He 
held my hand 
and dragged 
me into the bowels 
of eternal 
perdition... 
#poetry  #amwriting 
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The Profanity Insanity

So you want to battle me

Without profanity?

That was a

Mistake

Some may call that insanity

In this day and age

Itʼs impossible to not use a curse word

In fact, Iʼm going to say

That itʼs absurd

But Iʼm from the UK

The home of language

So butter your bread

Iʼm about to make you

A sandwich

Itʼs a jolly good thing

To know I donʼt need to use

The C word, The F word

To lyrically abuse

Thereʼs rhyme and thereʼs similes

To portray my amusement

Within the proximities

Of your unwitting disillusion

Iʼm smart

Iʼm savvy

Not to mention Iʼm wise

Step back young ladies

I see the fear in your eyes

When my cataclysm begins

Thereʼs nowhere to run for cover

You should both be ashamed

You sound just like my mother

Letʼs slow things down

I know itʼs hard to understand

What state are you from?

LALA land?

With this pen in my hand

The ink – my DNA strand

Iʼm the proper word

And you're my ampersand

Just a lone symbol

Just a solitary line

You can be the punctuation

And I'll be the rhyme

If you rattle my

Cage

Expect me to battle

Teeth bared

I'll herd you

Like a dog

Herds cattle

If you see a curse word

Itʼs okay, if it fits the bill

My words tether you to the feather

Of my hedonistic quill

Iʼm sorry to say

You'll see my profanity again

Thatʼs SammieLee out

And I've dropped the pen.

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Written by Sammielee46 in portal Poetry & Free Verse
The Profanity Insanity
So you want to battle me
Without profanity?
That was a
Mistake
Some may call that insanity
In this day and age
Itʼs impossible to not use a curse word
In fact, Iʼm going to say
That itʼs absurd

But Iʼm from the UK
The home of language
So butter your bread
Iʼm about to make you
A sandwich

Itʼs a jolly good thing
To know I donʼt need to use
The C word, The F word
To lyrically abuse
Thereʼs rhyme and thereʼs similes
To portray my amusement
Within the proximities
Of your unwitting disillusion

Iʼm smart
Iʼm savvy
Not to mention Iʼm wise
Step back young ladies
I see the fear in your eyes

When my cataclysm begins
Thereʼs nowhere to run for cover
You should both be ashamed
You sound just like my mother

Letʼs slow things down
I know itʼs hard to understand
What state are you from?
LALA land?
With this pen in my hand
The ink – my DNA strand
Iʼm the proper word
And you're my ampersand

Just a lone symbol
Just a solitary line
You can be the punctuation
And I'll be the rhyme

If you rattle my
Cage
Expect me to battle
Teeth bared
I'll herd you
Like a dog
Herds cattle

If you see a curse word
Itʼs okay, if it fits the bill
My words tether you to the feather
Of my hedonistic quill

Iʼm sorry to say
You'll see my profanity again
Thatʼs SammieLee out
And I've dropped the pen.
#PBJLite  #ProseBattles 
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Written by Sammielee46 in portal Poetry & Free Verse

Changing

Stripped bare 

stagnant air 

peel back my bark 

you'll witness my wear, 

orange and gold 

sink from my arms 

nest left vacant 

- I've lost all of my charms

barren and stark

I stand tall alone

once was a life 

to those calling home 

my twigs brittle-boned 

I'm moss covered mould 

waiting for felling 

- my oak would be sold 

I watch the ombre carpet  

blanket at my roots 

and the Willow that's weeping 

mourning the loss of its shoots 

dew droplets in the morning

mist rising by night

my silhouette branching over 

the lake doused moonlight 

the sun blows with the breeze 

yawning; replaced by the moon 

day turns to night quicker

- I say it's too soon 

The loneliness I feel

Naked and bare 

with the wise owl's hoots 

and the musk, stagnant air

everything is changing 

silence; the earth grieves 

where the heat warms my trunk

and I'm full of leaves... 

**Another 5 minute task written in prison. Describing autumn without using the word. 

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Written by Sammielee46 in portal Poetry & Free Verse
Changing
Stripped bare 
stagnant air 
peel back my bark 
you'll witness my wear, 
orange and gold 
sink from my arms 
nest left vacant 
- I've lost all of my charms
barren and stark
I stand tall alone
once was a life 
to those calling home 
my twigs brittle-boned 
I'm moss covered mould 
waiting for felling 
- my oak would be sold 
I watch the ombre carpet  
blanket at my roots 
and the Willow that's weeping 
mourning the loss of its shoots 
dew droplets in the morning
mist rising by night
my silhouette branching over 
the lake doused moonlight 
the sun blows with the breeze 
yawning; replaced by the moon 
day turns to night quicker
- I say it's too soon 
The loneliness I feel
Naked and bare 
with the wise owl's hoots 
and the musk, stagnant air
everything is changing 
silence; the earth grieves 
where the heat warms my trunk
and I'm full of leaves... 





**Another 5 minute task written in prison. Describing autumn without using the word. 

#poetry  #rhyme  #Quickie 
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