RamblingA Poem by Vivian Gospel
it wasn't snowing yet, but they'd told us it would.
probably I said something infantile, about how I could smell it, the frostiness of snowflakes in the air, because you smiled that knowing smile of yours, like you were an adult and i was a child and you didn't have the heart to take my innocence away. © 2018 Vivian Gospel |
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1 Review Added on October 4, 2018 Last Updated on October 4, 2018 AuthorVivian GospelOttawa, CanadaAboutA 32 year old marine biologist. Ice-hockey enthusiast. Plays drums and the djembe. Enjoys s'mores and company of his rottweiler- Pegasus. Looking for creative inspiration. Curly hair and twisted s.. more..Writing
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