Forever In My Heart
Love is a painting, daubed,
perchance on someone’s heart
A folly when it flutters,
a mystery dank and dark.
Romance is mostly happenstance
whispers wafting in the night,
What if’s - floating yesterdays
never quite in sight.
Love paints a heart with madness,
bright colors lined in black
But always adds a tree -lined road,
forever winding back.
COMPLETELY YOUR CHOICE(23) any theme any form
Contest Judged: 10/9/2020 10:07:00 PM
Sponsored by: Brian Strand
Honorable Mention
Copyright © Suzanne Delaney | Year Posted 2020
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