No alluring words,
no enticing verse,
no dazzling rhymes,
no charming prose,
nothing was ever needed to accost his belief,
for he was in awe with her silence
And though she held back with all her might,
the unspoken words,
and the suppressed thoughts,
yet she couldn’t resist to break free
from her ostensible life
And like the dawn skies on the faraway horizon,
her countenance painted crimson red,
with a hint of some cerulean blue,
shedding away the darkness,
held by the long standing night
And it didn’t matter
what forces were in play,
what chains tried to restrain,
the longing surged and liberated
from the entwined grip of the vicious trite
and she soared,
with wings spread wide,
and dreams of tomorrow shining vivid and bright
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I love it, great writing.
You are amazing.
Awesome!!!
Thanks so much dear
Thanks so much for your words. I deeply appreciate it 🌸🌸
Thanks so much, Lucia 💕
Oh I love this
Simply speechless🙏
Thanks so much for your beautiful words
Thanks so much for your lovely read 🌸🌸
beautiful pictures, looks familiar, it was in France?
Yes it is dear 🌸😊
You are a true poet, a magnificent artist! 💗
Such beautiful words. I am so humbled. Thanks so much ❤️❤️
The pleasure was all mine. 😊💕
🌸😊💕
Love how you expressed this
Well written!
Thank you so much