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Unintended Innuendo
“as we passed her she did wilt which caused in us sense of guilt since our stance perhaps did cause to put her heart’s joy on pause though we’re gentle, not hostile we diminished her soul’s smile since our aura as she viewed scent of love did not exude” The joy of fervent freedom suffused her sky, let the enraptured heart’s lured songbird soar high, gliding in the spring-rippled amorous air that carried her fleeting jasmine fragrant flair. No one could sing the song of yearning, for the splitting thunder storm of strife surged in from her illusive horizon receding to obscurity, the wrench of desertion crushing her ecstasy. The crippled bird folded the collapsed wings curled, like the withered summer flower painfully furled. Her mangled mind endured the pangs of isolation in the ruined nest made of twig called emotion. The wilted petals were dislodged from the floral fold by the turbulent snow storm of desertion cold. The fragmented flower found the dreams in debris, in the rustle of livid leaves its moan subsided weary. What in the end unintended innuendo made of her, an impaled bird lost in deep blue blur, failing to fly beguiled in our far away sky, the pain of broken heart turning into wounded sigh.
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