Your love I adore,
It has all kinds of brilliance
Like tiny diamonds and
Shimmering stars-
It speaks of real beauty
And above all they
Purport perfection,
It is never flawed
Unlike that of the vultures-
Tainted and black.
Two hearts-
Yours and mine
Pure yet something
Clandestine,
Hidden under the
Forbidden labyrinth
Where it breeds ruthless
and selfish passions.
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5:51:00 PM |
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Our Poetry Session
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