Showing posts with label love was running out; muriel thumm poems; poems;. Show all posts
Showing posts with label love was running out; muriel thumm poems; poems;. Show all posts

Sunday, June 14, 2020

I heard love was running out

So, I thought,
I’ll be out of love?
or nearly?
I have none in the bank?
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