he's a masterpiece
of old regrets and
lonely nights
she's his picasso --
painting his undoing
with every stroke
her fingers careless
as they brush against
his pale skin
when she leaves again
he plucks on his guitar
a melancholy tune
he's a masterpiece
of old sadness and
lonely solitude
Dec 25, 2017
Dec 25, 2017 at 9:21 PM UTC
he's a masterpiece
of old regrets and
lonely nights
she's his picasso --
painting his undoing
with every stroke
her fingers careless
as they brush against
his pale skin
when she leaves again
he plucks on his guitar
a melancholy tune
he's a masterpiece
of old sadness and
lonely solitude
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