Across the party floor.A Poem by andrew mitchell
Across the party floor.
Shelved the kiss that missed afar, blown by music, the recipient no wiser, the intruder all smiles. Not surprisingly, he thinks she's mine for sure. Little does he know of signals sent blind. Across the party floor!
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Added on February 15, 2016 Last Updated on February 15, 2016 Authorandrew mitchelladelaide, AustraliaAboutStrindberg said. " When I come home and sit at my writing table, then I live.... I live, and I live in manifold fashion of all human beings. I depict; I am glad with the glad, wicked with the wicked,.. more..Writing
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