Posted in Poem, Rhyming

Day 87: Confessions

Whispered secrets swim in bottles of Beer

Waiting to be consumed and lay open fear

Falling into an amber haze

The memories of tonight will be a daze

In this way maybe I can confess

My hidden love without transgress

So in the morning, you can forget

And my heart would no longer regret.

© Manivillie Kanagasabapathy

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Attempting to discover more about myself and the world

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