The Widow
...Rose stood on the cliff a cool breeze blowing
The rough black ocean below crashing down
She was a wild sight with long hair flowing
Wind rustling her jet black bombazine gown
After six long m...
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Categories:
bombazine, lost love,
Form: Sonnet
Sunglass Envy
...Siphoned light gropes passengers
Hopeful for luminescent hearts,
Arching underneath bombazine drapes
Dusted with passionate legacies
Of original sin and the primogeniture son,
Wicked for nightti...
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Categories:
bombazine, love, mystery, passion,
Form: Acrostic