she was not in love with me though she
was the entire world to me thus she was
really all I craved which was not only really
amazing but excruciatingly amazing
like rays of the dawn sun, like
the rose in bloom and all the
colors of our love seemed all colors
of the neon rainbow with all chatoyance of
the polychromatic sunset thus the
golden moments us gazing at the golden
edge of the horizons, the beauteous edge
of the moon in the night sky, the luster of
the stars, all keep echoing to me but strange how the
horizon about her starry eyes wasn't a real horizon
Jun 23, 2016
Jun 23, 2016 at 10:02 AM UTC
she was not in love with me though she
was the entire world to me thus she was
really all I craved which was not only really
amazing but excruciatingly amazing
like rays of the dawn sun, like
the rose in bloom and all the
colors of our love seemed all colors
of the neon rainbow with all chatoyance of
the polychromatic sunset thus the
golden moments us gazing at the golden
edge of the horizons, the beauteous edge
of the moon in the night sky, the luster of
the stars, all keep echoing to me but strange how the
horizon about her starry eyes wasn't a real horizon
#relationship #melancholy #love #beauty #sad #me #her
#Double Acrostic
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