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Rated: E · Poetry · Romance/Love · #2149927
A little poem I wrote describing my feelings for someone.
An illustrious rose she arose from fields dystopian.
Concrete tapestries a gallery of desecrated art.
She enchant a soured dream,
willing colour on a scene
tainted monochrome.
She's the passion in the weaving of fine art
effused across my canvas.
Nexus that binds together delicate prose,
sole reason words morph effortless.
Energy tantamount to a thousand suns
and a gleam just as potent.
Thievery at play, usurped my heart;
embezzled like colonial gold,
hauled from the shipwreck of me.
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