Amber (Nick Flynn Poems)
Hoverthe imagined center, our tonguesgrew long to please it, lickingthe walls, a chamber built of scent,a moment followed by a ...
Hoverthe imagined center, our tonguesgrew long to please it, lickingthe walls, a chamber built of scent,a moment followed by a ...
Hover the imagined center, our tongues grew long to please it, licking the walls, a chamber built of scent, a ...
I I have loved England, dearly and deeply, Since that first morning, shining and pure, The white cliffs of Dover ...
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