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by Jerry Cordeiro (Author)
Words are art, like painters they must be explained in query. So I hang a mirror to capture stars and I write without ink. In a silent stifle, I adore your frame, bent in slivers of your eye’s rain. I picture your lips saturated to drench this poet’s sail from destinations only a pink moon can mauve. I crossed lines to depict the anecdote from a raconteur’s veins in vain. I want to fuck all words so I can finally say what I can speak no longer… that I loved you.
Number of Pages: 162 Dimensions: 0.35 x 7 x 5 IN Publication Date: June 16, 2021
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