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My Valentine - Prompt; |
| Tis' my soul you take, quicken to the core, A gentle caress, a moonlit dance, My heart begins to soar. Drifting higher, a leap, a chance, I melt deeper, my faith you restore. Your lyrical melody, like a work of art, Remedy for poor illusion, For a being torn apart. You wipe away all delusion, Love enscribes upon my heart. With a push, a nudge, a shove, You pull me closer, wrap me in your arms, We fly, like two turtledoves. Envelop me with your charms, And forever, with you, I find true love. Line Count:15 Poetry Form: a-b-a-b-a c-d-c-d-c e-f-e-f-e |