To Maria, From Red, With Love
Honey glazed eyes ,
perfumed with pristine Love,
bears the burden of an ancient truth
HER heart is the melting point ;
the passage leading to secret doors
Yet to be unlocked...
The canvas of HER mind
is embedded with vibrant thoughts
streaming like incandescent dreams,
She silently enchants her admirers with
her wisdom and versatility
Yet.....
Beneath the mascara ridden eyes ,
reclines a dormant rage as
Years of isolation had
turned this marvel into stone
Ravaged by the callousness
Of time , she finds solace in
nothing more than herself
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