Word Simple/1/

Poem By Raynolds Moseamedi

You're nothing but a commoner
But no princess has a voice that can mend like yours
No queen can ever master to love a king like you can
Your eyes are big and beautiful
Your body moves like a serpent in tragic beauty
and when i look at your lips,
I dream.

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