Century On 2019032220190322 By Beleaguered ServantIn Original Poems She comes at me a hundred ways From every sort of angle, A century, a labyrinth, But Lord, I love The tangle To share is human:TweetShare on TumblrMore Email a link to a friend (Opens in new window) Email Share on Reddit (Opens in new window) Reddit Print (Opens in new window) Print Like this:Like Loading…
