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Wrapped Up

Curator's canvas primed white
Pure white and found wanting
a common subject to decant- 
Man and Woman, in waiting.
Once laurel-wreathed,
Now ceremonially decadent.
Not a word, True Love breathed...
Recoiled lives once ravelled
will be parallel lives travelled
in convoluted loving.
And truer twisted hating.

Posted: 21/07/2018.
(This is about the love/hate aspect that unravels what could be good relationships.)

Copyright © | Year Posted 2018

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Date: 7/22/2018 12:12:00 AM, this is impressive! I loved it! : )
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Aqua Marine
Date: 7/22/2018 4:40:00 AM
Humbled by your comment, Connie- As with most poets, I am so happy that you enjoyed it! (((HUGS)))
Date: 7/21/2018 12:46:00 PM
Dark and incisive. Masterfully written.
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Aqua Marine
Date: 7/21/2018 3:07:00 PM
Thank you for your encouraging comment! I find your poetry truly unique. Looking forward to your next writes...