POETRY

My life as a Treasure Chest

O! glory. I enjoy the spirit of myself.
I sing to the beloved earth that surrounds
me. O! beautiful dirt, lovely sky! How
happy I am to be a treasure chest.

My lid is stuck fast to my bottom lip
and all the treasure glows inside me.
Somewhere, high above me, there may be an ‘X’ marking my whereabouts…

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I love to rhyme, often sensually. I have to write, otherwise insanity. I leave my heart on paper. Feel free to feel my feels. I comment lovingly and completely.

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