I want to dig into your chest, plant
a flower and water it with my
words uintil it blooms the colors
of your soul for a bouquet
to place on our window sill.
The sull will pull the colors
from the petals to join in a
celestial dance-- they'll return
with crowns and glitter to bedeck
our beating hearts and dart
around the room enchanting
our eyes until we melt
out of our skins to join the dance,
mingling with the colors,
with each other, until all
is indistinguishable and we
fall to the floor, sweaty
smiles exhausted.
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what?
That was like one of the longest sentences I've ever read. But it wasnt a run on sentence. What is this about? Love? Or something like that? It paints a weird but pretty picture in the back of my head. Something like a fairy or somethin, i dunno. It was weird but maybe only to me... whatever though good poem. It was interesting enough to read the entire length through this time. Honestly some peoples poems make me turn the page after the first couple lines, this didnt. And I have a somewhat short attention span too... one of my flaws. Dont call it a defecit. Dont call it anything like that though. Anyway i'm ranting on, about nothing. Great write. Oh and ur cute btw.
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bedeck and sull sound like thesaurus rape (i.e. not words you would normally use)
A spelling error on bouquet, not important however
A cute and wistful poem. I enjoyed the read.
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I love the flow and words of this poem. Great JOb!
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