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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required I can’t believe I thought that there’d be no darkness when it’s dawn, I’ll be your queen of hearts, even if the cosmos did crack, ‘forever’ exists as an unseen reality, and the sun will always sprinkle saffron crumbles, upon vivacious petals of violet roses, painted by poetic dreamers with writers block, amidst sharpened thorns and thickened thistles. But why do golden flares burn the selfless skin of silken silhouettes that swirl to his salmon streaks? Is there no empathy left in cerulean spheres? I remember the warmth of his solar presence, and how he whispered sweet tales to the blue breeze; he said he loves the storm that sits on the edge of angst, yet he chose to flee, in the quest of citrine light, at the sight of roaring rain and raven clouds, too reluctant to walk beneath skies engulfed in chaos. I ponder, who am I to blame? when the truth is, I assumed the splitting songs of this thunder-struck canvas, would never be a reason for him to erase inked promises. Perhaps, I should have seen, how the sparkling stars waned in silence, and the moon veiled its pearl necklace, tired of the monsoon monsters, mercilessly moving, above seas so calmly awaiting~ cantaloupe wings of the compassionate sun. So, today, I’ll follow our honey-glazed dreams, still left along ivory shores, adorned with seashell souvenirs, while reminiscing how, you wove profound pantoums, from refined refrains of rhythmic romance, to calm the lawless nature of my inner-psyche. …
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