Poetry: Kosy




Kosy


Don't take a fruit when it's not shaped in royalty
not ripe in regal
or not curved in perfection...

It may be a red of plum curves at the top and pointing pin beneath...

But I dare it is not love!






Note: Kosy is any tender heart before, on 14th February and after



    Photo credits: Okoro Precious Kosiosochi






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