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If we would be an art

If our love would be an art, what would it be?
Will it be a wonderful romance story?
Or a tragic one full of fallacy?
Or is it some love we found but was never meant to be?
Would it be another drama romance
but in the end we will be together
or will we part our ways for the better?
We might be a painting or so too,
displayed in an art museum or gallery open for everyone to see,
a painting or a photo that paints a thousand words,
something that speaks more than what meets the eye.
Or we might have been a dance
that conveys emotions through steps
as we move together with the music.
We can be a song bound by rythm and melody,
soul and harmony,
we could either be a love filled song telling our wonderful love story
or a story of love spoken out of the song filled with nostalgic memories,
something bittersweet, something that we can never keep.
But personally, I think we could make a perfect poetry.
We could rhyme along the lines
we could tell stories among the stanzas
be it sweet, filled with sunshine and daisies,
or filled with feathers in the skies
and butterflies swarming the hollow of our chest
or it might be filled with flowers in the wild,
with the rushing rivers nearby,
we could also be filled with rainbows after drizzle of rain,
or calm waves after the raging storm,
or the beutiful sunset as we end something bittersweet,
we could either let the moon and stars witness our love,
or let it witness how we part and those tears pooling at the corner of our eyes.
No matter what we might become as a poetry,
we could be perfect in any way.
Because poetry lives in me, as a poetess lives for poetry.

-Scarlet Rain | If we would be an art