Adulation between pansies,
The ivory passion between azaleas,
Rufescent endearment between amaryllises
Often our hearts beside,
A strong drive by my quintessence,
Lashing my reverie
You are the font of this vehemence
It is suffused with solicitude
Melancholy, we can't talk since its guise
Sonorous reverberation in each scape..
Which reminiscence that won't evanesce?
A beguiling epistle in June?
Or, cascade in the mizzle?
Can I make it sempiternal?
Ahhh this is paradoxical!
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Wishing Eraser
PoetryThis book supposed to be a poem book and I still expect this to! I use old vocabularies as well as French and German words! This book contains various issues and themes! Please give me some critique! Since I'm not a native, a word from strangers may...
