2 days ago
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๐ฃ๐ฑ๐ฎ ๐๐ช๐ท๐ฌ๐ฎ ๐ค๐ท๐ฏ๐ฒ๐ท๐ฒ๐ผ๐ฑ๐ฎ๐ญ
The autumn leaves donโt fall,
they twist, they turn,each one
a body learning how to move.
They brush my face,
they teach my skin to burn,
they shift like dancers
aching for a groove
#Poem: (mine)
Artwork: (not mine)