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Ebony silhouettes,
Inked by a dying sun,
Portray lovers embraced,
In syngery of hope.
Inseparable dreams,
Slowly morph into one,
Subservient to one,
Whimps of complaint heart.
And azure-pools reflect,
A tie-dyed denim sky,
As enchanted dreamers,
Seal their love with a kiss.
Twinkling stars confetti,
The emptiness of space,
As darkness descends,
Shadows swallow all light.
Time seems to stands so still,
Reality pauses,
And motionless they swim,
To the depths of their soul.
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Serenade✔
Poetry"To live is the rarest thing in the world. Most people exist, that is all. " ~Oscar Wilde __________________________________ ✔You stay under the carpet of my room, Dusting the corners of my soul✔ __________________________________...
