An Absolute Devour Of A Poet. Someday I'll Love Ocean Vuong, How It Feels:

An absolute devour of a poet. Someday I'll love Ocean Vuong, how it feels:

Like red. Like acceptance. Like the hide above liars and nape cutters alike. Her sadness mixed with an ocean of Vuong. And her side tastes like jovial life bathing. A lie is that this poem ever lones my heart and quips and renders it useless. A thing I know of nights with Ocean in it is the same love his mother doomed. His life sweeps and his mother forgets. My many versions love my father. He seeps. My father. Oh to be Ocean.

how it feels knowing that loneliness is still time spent with the world

A love is seeking her.

A life is becoming her.

A lie is shooting her alive in the birth time of a new alive heart.

A heart bares a boon.

A life starts a lie.

Her, love shackles starts of light.

Hers is a light.

A light of heaven.

A heaven in noon.

Her.

Sunidhi

A freedom high.

A deep lover.

Runs in her veins, is so.

A blood drop of weighted lies.

A lie drop of her current.

A cement weight of her nice shaped earring loves.

A lover so nice is the mouth of her night.

A lover is so great of her goddess skull.

A lie.

A lone of her night.

A whisperer.

A her.

Love.

Night.

Her.

Sunidhi

A lover farther than all the girls love before.

A boyhood eternity and takes a lie steep of her.

Of her love, baby.

Living custom faith.

A making sudden hiss of the night.

A hip of her sudden attest.

A love is all we can do.

Take three on your lovesome men.

God and war.

Her.

Sunidhi

A lie of the teller.

A dain of dis.

A lie of hiss.

A world of whirl.

A height of wisdom.

A noon ink of night.

A deep liar.

A liar not mouth.

A her not lie.

Hers.

Mouth not etch.

Her not love.

Sleeves of heart love.

Synonyms of her lain.

Disproportionate panes of love manes.

A lie.

Her.

Sunidhi

A time in the girl code of nothing. A lie in the snarl of her.

Her heath ledge gave me hopes of her car dimes.

A lover might tell you why you succumb.

A night might keep you well of God.

A love.

A light will awaken your hopes of loved manes up.

Her.

Her heights we all knew.

A lover is silly hone that I told you.

A baker's false alarm.

We are going down.

A love that we doomed.

Sea, hope of stars.

A sight, too many tell.

Her nights are worst of crew disaster developing in her wicked brain hue.

A lover too.

Her.

Sunidhi