Pham
A night rose passes time with night marigold.
Both rode with linh Bell.
On storms and shores.
They rode on chariots risen on a rivulet.
While blue wheels on the storm.
Rain washed the sea tile.
Dawn dermis curl, mid day to wake.
Captain rose charioted by lemon jewels.
Ridding wheels fastened in limerick whip.
Linh bell belly.
Whip lashed to the neck of night lily.
And bending in upper diatima.
Chamber of love.
Going to earth to adventure of dreams.
Read and ride linh and bell.
Take the riddle.
Bell is a eater.
Water is a oil to tickle,
Skinning to be eaten.
Thus the poetry without rhymes
Lihn is a friend
poem by Ebi Robert
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