Shakespeare
Angela Solis
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Tell me why Her love makes me want to write in such a way That it would make Edgar Allan Poe And Maya Angelou blush? Is this what Hozier's muse felt like? Does this equivalate to Shakespeare's intensity when he would write? This is anything but A Dead Poets Society You know I could recognize her by touch alone The way that she holds lips of currency Otherworldly The way that she embodies imagery That leaves my palms drenched in syrupy nostalgia And coffee-stained book sheets. Her existence refreshes one's memory of Earth's divinity That ripens the air of petrichor A fresh ice-kissed autumn breeze And rustling of the leaves There's not a single cosmo inside of me that could ever be Satisfied with the thought of her trace Not being on me
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