I Lost You

In a glass of flower the memory is covered. In a wall of love the color is painted. I lost you at the freezing point of nonchalant morals. I lost a cupid bow with titanic picture. Such a gold i had saved, Such a silver i had eked out. The song of owl clings my lips to fey. I lost you, I lost her to the jewelry of life

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Poetry presenter@Rhymth93.s7 port harcourt. Tuesday poetry i recite on the mic

Last updated July 09, 2016