She was the poem
I couldn't read.
Blurred lines of
Love dipped in
Sauce of perplexing beauty
mixed
With commas and stops.
Confusing
emotions, displayed
In iambs and rhymes
Of this and that,
My heart sighs,
turns the page.
She was the poem I couldn't read.
May 13, 2020
May 13, 2020 at 8:25 AM UTC
She was the poem
I couldn't read.
Blurred lines of
Love dipped in
Sauce of perplexing beauty
mixed
With commas and stops.
Confusing
emotions, displayed
In iambs and rhymes
Of this and that,
My heart sighs,
turns the page.
She was the poem I couldn't read.
Dedicated to all unrequited lovers
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