Work of Art

Dearie,
I may be no artist
But let me draw you
With my own
Stroke of words
And color you
With the same passion
Running through my veins
Up unto my heart

In that way
I’d immortalise you
And the memories we’d never make
And keep the artwork
In my own
Secluded gallery
While you pass your years away
Living the life you always wanted
Living the life as if I’d never existed.

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Dungeon Prompts: I’d Rather Be

Those lips that form into a crooked smile,
I find them special as only they’re yours,
The way your head tilts like a curious puppy when you speak,
Thick brows that frown at puzzlement,
And glittered eyes against bright ray of sun,
Turn my cheeks red as sweetest strawberry.

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