Love poems
Written on the palm
Of my hand
Blurred out
By childish handstands
On wet surfaces
Cartwheels leaving me
On my back
Staring at the roof
The floor
As my cape
Thinking I'm heroic
When I failed
To save me
From
Myself
This is My journey of self discovery as a writer,poet,artist,husband,father,lover and human being
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