Theme: Poetry

Tanka


When we make love
I look up and see the ceiling
It needs painting
What do you see my dear?
Me, I look straight into hell.  

Saying:
A good poet
Borrows,
A great poet
Steals
 
 

06-Nov-2010

More By  :  Jan Oscar Hansen

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