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To the lily moon that 
 never forsakes me~
amidst the cruel constellations 
that left me stranded in 
 a melancholic maze
of rain-kissed memories.
I’ll write this prose for you,
on periwinkle paper
perfumed with geranium grace,
 in rhyme-less cadence,
like the rhythm of 
raspberry regrets flowing 
 in hues of poisoned red~
through blue bruised veins 
screaming for begonia bliss, 
 blooming amidst balmy 
bouquets of bewitching ballads. 
  For I’ve been singing alone,
knitting daffodil dreams 
 across skies of colorless sunsets. 
Like an abandoned 
 and forgotten flower, 
dancing to the tune of darkness,
while dwelling in dreary drowsiness,
unable to break free from 
  the frost-clawed iciness.

Yet, I remember when 
 the soulless stars 
 refused to orchestrate 
 marigold melodies,
you were the maestro 
 in musical meadows, 
sowing herbs of harmony, 
 to synchronize scentless symphonies.

You carried me through it all,
  like a wingless angel,
wrapping my somber silhouette 
with silver sonatas. 

And when I felt the porcelain
 petals scattered across
 softened sand
 beneath my frail feet~
pierce through honeyed skin
 like thistles and thorns,
you gave me your heart,
inked with carmine 
 syllables of compassion,
and watched me rise 
like the sangria sun,
 to adorn wilted willows with
lilac-laced love and
   feathered forgiveness..

And when I come through it all~
I know your name will 
remain within amaranth auroras 
 eternally twirling as teal ribbons~
for you are the charismatic 
  chorus of clemency
that I’ll forever replay on rewind.

I’ve been a misplaced magnolia tree~
 in a weathered field of misery,
  tangled in crumbling roots 
   of rambling ruins, 
watching greenest of vines 
 wane into wretched weeds. 
  
 O’ beloved you will be remembered, 
  you drew immortal roses
  from glistening tears
  of an undying crescent~
placed it on my acrylic canvas,
to save me from the eclipsed spheres,
 when this heart longed
for an eternal sleep
in a glass casket 
 of withered wisterias.

And when I felt the porcelain
 petals scattered across
 softened sand beneath my frail feet~
pierce through honeyed skin
 like thistles and thorns,
you gave me your heart,
 inked with carmine 
syllables of compassion,
and watched me rise 
  like the sangria sun,
 to adorn wilted willows with
lilac-laced love and
   feathered forgiveness..

You are the one I’ll never forget~
 as this poem I’ve written 
   to the beloved moon;
my timeless muse, glazed 
   in twinkling temptations. 

 And when I come through it all
 I pray I’m the one ~
 you’ll never forget ..
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