Between the sight of unvoiced delineations,
portrayin' him how I miserably fail.
Just when he floated upon the gentle waves of ripplin' green wherein those little yellow butterflies danced pirouette on windy stage soliloquizing the prose I
scratch...
Be that the space inches, collapse and creations or the veneer of tears that lend shimmery all around, the cravin' words we've never freezed with stardust hinges amidst!
How serene it would be to gaze at you realistically? Someone whom I've traced in reminiscent of all the undecipher longings under the vault emerging an ethereal ardour cause' there lies a thread quiverin' and pulsin' the throb inkling this very life!
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PoezjaHere's to the whirling thoughts inside a fickle mind, comprising random scribbles and verses in metrical symphony!🌸 // Highest-ranking : #1 in verses #3 in strings #98 in poetry// ^_^
