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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required When cyan night's raspberry moon is dipped in softness of the afterglows, I gaze at that glossy first evening star between creamy fingers of my cherry palm, which trace lunar kins - those angelic fireflies, twinkling and pirouetting, like a golden blush ~ serenading in lucid flames of lustrous patience. With comets reverberating in my wish, I stole the milky way and let my hopes slide down those creamy clusters of cosmos. But, I still reminisce that velveteen midnight in the love-orchards, where I laid upon those lush petals of pixies and quartz-daffodils were tucked in my orange-bronze hair-strings, my beloved swathed the satin shorelines of our saga with conch shells of sweet edenic scents ~ just when, sheen shooting-stars came twirling upon sepia ashes as hellfire stretched across our desires and faith, in the ricocheting flames of fate's opal envy. I presumed for lunar stones of lapis lazuli poesy to be our destiny's only shimmering saviour - but those elegant deceits, carved within a raging tale of jealousy, never let these sanguine harps to synchronize in our orchestrating euphoria. Perhaps, I'd engulfed the marigold sun and henceforth, I shall be succumbed into the ambrosial abyss of sacrosanct nature, negotiating a nascent darkness for my nefarious soul and shaping a nemesis for death's lionhearted dawn. I will now unsung every amaranthine hymn of magick - that strangled my oxygenated lawns, lathering them with heart-shaped fog of cruel carnations. These orchid lifelines have prepared for an addictive waltz, in the hieroglyphic anxiety of these umpteenth seconds - playing with the last ebony cadence within ivory keys of my pearlescent piano~ as luscious laughters will be turned to ravenous retreats, - and this rhetoric life will perform in a fallen angel's perfumed deceit. So, when these periwinkle phrases quiver and surrender on the emerald brim of a betraying tale- stargazer lily petals will adhere like disheartened feathers on my eclipsed tomb, carving twisted reveries of my absence on twin-flames' mausoleum. "Maybe, each wailing dahlia's diamond dreams are blanketed with scentless thistles of tyranny ~ And this wingless love has breathed its archaic silence, too soon... "
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