Raw Poetry by Rev. Shakes Spear
Bright
Quite bright
Light fights
Night skies.
My eyes
Pried wide
Spy sights,
By rites
I find
Mine
Shine
2-25-24
Raw Poetry by Rev. Shakes Spear
Bright
Quite bright
Light fights
Night skies.
My eyes
Pried wide
Spy sights,
By rites
I find
Mine
Shine
2-25-24