Words Glitterati
One rhyme at a time,
One love to linger on;
A little piece of you
And me, the glitterati
Of sonnets, and
Of free verse;
We let ourselves to flow,
Sometimes, we overflow;
Coating in the passion
To shed out the emotions;
Poetry brings us together,
Re-unites us, when we fall;
You are my poetry
And I’m your rhyme;
You are my free verse
And I am your sonnet;
For words are out there,
Sweet as we whisper.
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