The fragrance was always there,

just teetering beyond his borders,

the bud of a sleeping flower,

caught beneath the rays of luna,

and as he reached his hand out towards that figure,

the moon would pale,

as if sensing his destruction,

stuck between the shadows,

he could only watch and wait,

until she fully blossomed.

Author's Notes/Comments: 

For the eyes & the heart. 


Thank you, Luther.

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Sassylass's picture


Written. . Very wistful.

I hope all is Well! 

Nice to see you


Poetry is passion,imagination & soul mixing together....



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Love x

Love x

Don't let any one shake your dream stars from your eyes, lest your soul Come away with them! -SS    

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Glad to see you back!! Great

Glad to see you back!! Great write(as per usual) xP