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His gangling roots overcome flooding
Little rose buds part into bloody wings
She solely has encouraged this
Rotund warmth of my recklessness
You bewitched me with a gypsy's peck
Storing up your velvet sleeve, a few tricks
Vivid visions of incandescence
Permanent cherub in that pastel dress.
Grains of the ethereal up and trotted,
Strawberries morsels that have rotted.
Let them dispose of these properly,
Now, join me up at the hill
Climb the slope, through the mill,
See the locks of my hair waving?
Take it as a cue to save me!
Our thread through the field of mulch
Have sedate cataracts fill my gulch.
This world startles at times,
Limited to a few couple rhymes,
With Theodor at his helm, the pen,
After which he lowers to his coffin
Beneath the famished plains
Should the wildfires consume his vain!
Oh, no, don't leave me only a simper
Towing behind affections much simpler
Looking at everything so kaleidoscope
Further back until I faced the strobes
Cherub amended to his vivacious
attitude; he wished for a wistful kiss.
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Poetic Injustice: Poems Detailing Love, Loss, and Looks
PoesíaA compilation of some of my best poems, which range in topic from unrequited love beyond the grave to the tragic death of a forgotten supermodel. Includes some never-before-seen poems as well.
