A Proposal…

Scribbles unfounded, ceremony prorogated

Locks of mercy, defining moments of glory
Excitement of enjoyment
Life of poetry, but emotions are enticing
Beauty surpassing the defilement of touching
Glistening in art form, is endless storms of light in the sky
Tormenting the formless opportunity to define the unintentional surpassing
Of a kiss…
Surely, you are going to miss
Something as glorious as sweetness upon ones brow
If you miss, use the words of the gifted
You never gain momentum in formalities of edible sceneries
Between the sheets
Of where I lay my head upon
As my gentle kisses upon your sweet strawberry lips, is something to come into a union with
But…
Between the popularity of governmental vote of marriage proposal
I decline my voting pass
Confused to stumble between the tracks of left white spots
I do not know who was invited a day before
Me…
But I might forgive as I stared at you from a hot temperature room
Of clones and drones
And only you stood as the diamond in the rough
That I envisioned myself to scrap apart
And put back together
Through melancholochy of pen and handkerchiefs of
Writing myself out of understanding of who I was looking for
In my dreams, between illusion and demanding forms of societies progression
Into an abbreviated ring conversion of antiquity of confusion…
Mystery spoken in words less expressed through speech
But likely repeated through exterior motives of a connection
Who’s to blame for the running tombs that ignite fire
If one who sees no need to run?
But then begins to shiver in the sun?
I have let go of holding on to something sacred
As it usually comes back in more forms than I can understand

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