My love is sweet,
Appears bulky,
But really soft and great
It can be in any colors,
But I prefer pink,
Pastel but not going duller.
Look straight into my eyes,
It'll reflect clouds of pink,
Not dreamy but you'll see no goodbyes.
Hold my hand and feel my love,
For once let me,
Change your color from dark to calm.
Like a cotton candy,
Devour what is here; waiting
My love for you with a pinkish ending.
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The Sanctuary of Pain (POETRY)
PoetryMay the answers look for you when you cannot find them.
