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Nov 2017
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Shut the doors
and drift the words away
we act like rascals
toiling with our frays
weakening to the knees
idyllic river feels,
reaching an ominous sea
longing our moments
as our tale would breathe

She adores many
may it be pretty in pink
or baby in blues
but I like most a lot
how she paints prism hues
unfailingly she tells me
—that she's in love
and I could tell
in her gleaming smile
extending up above

She's the Juliet
I would never trade
the starlight in between
my midnight eyes
the snow I would trail

A poem and A prose
everyone's dying to sigh
a binding might
our hearts of ribbons tied
and we sat to an oriel
—above the bedroom floor
touching hands
grasping each other’s core
a common connection
the afterglows of love
a better reason
as we left kisses to depart
#Eternally #Inspired #Love

(NCJ)POETRYProductions. ©2017
Nico Julleza
Written by
Nico Julleza  19/M/Philippines
(19/M/Philippines)   
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