Language


No speakth any language ,No more than thy can’t speak from this kiss or that bliss to be mine & has given to thine thee slow wine and it’s our anniversary ,Happy communications , As my body has explored my life ,one has justness joined my life & made limitless time to recap thy words & recoup these blessed lines in this Dame of a song and sonnet .I living roomed you /face timed you .I found a love & Chemistry is to poetry as a chord is to all 12 strings use them.I have awaken to your breathe again & it has tasted my very rich lips again & and given this day a brand new day & a new day it shall be ,Speak with Italians to German,Greek Spaniards to the Americas,Western,Chinese & Modern Music serenades.

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This is a poem book by Dr.Stephanie Booker-Wynn going through my most memorable moments while writing and using my images & short stories .