Poet
found a poem full of love, full of sorrows
was lost on the full moon bringing the soul
full
The poet read the poem
adventurous
pleasant scenes looked a second
dwelt in the letter and then said, "not my gem" The poet lived
poem unloving, no penalties,
no charm or good things
The poet took the poem
furious hands of a foreign life,
folded the sheet, threw him to the curb
found a poem full of love, full of sorrows
was lost on the full moon bringing the soul
full
The poet read the poem
adventurous
pleasant scenes looked a second
dwelt in the letter and then said, "not my gem" The poet lived
poem unloving, no penalties,
no charm or good things
The poet took the poem
furious hands of a foreign life,
folded the sheet, threw him to the curb
Jean Machuca
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