Poem -
Shall the beauty fear this beast.
Her pale skin,
And ruby lips,
A painting,
painful to his eyes,
Upon looking tears he cries,
Museum of sorrow,
upon every fur,
Behind the shadows,
admires her,
Watching her dance,
beneath the stars,
Momentarily,
forgetting his scar's,
Burning fires within his heart,
Shall the beauty fear this beast ,
Or heal his aching heart?
To be continued......
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Nardine, this is great ........really like the way you took the painting.......into "Museum of sorrow"........excellent imagery.........look forward to the next part sister girl.........smiles......t xx
Thank you tony, I'm thinking it may have a twist you may like, love to you sweetheart, nardine xoxo
N.Sanderson,
This is a poem of long and love, I liked it, Congratulations
Thank you very much sweet Madonna Williams, glad you liked it, much love to you, nardine xoxo