february : 14th.
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your mellifluous voice
makes my heart so frolic,
oh precious,
have they ever told you ─
how cherubian you are?
meeting you was serendipity,
your hazelnut eyes, vulnerable
golden eyelids fluttering ─
as they search for answers,
honey, i'm twitterpated.
you are that enchanted forest,
an escape from this delusion
they like to call it ─ the world ;
i place my brittle heart
in your hands, mi amor
only yours to shatter ;
you've struck me with
the cupid's arrow,
tell me this isn't another
mirage of thoughts.
── venus.
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a/n : suitable for valentine's day
i suppose! ;)
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Poetrybut you see, there is a graveyard in my mouth, filled with words that have died on my lips. © 2020 mia ruby jane | all rights reserved [ a poetry collection ]
