Pictorial carmine, Reddish brown or Pink?
A recreation of solitude, he was
Bit by bit, he broke me down
Even when I couldn’t erase him from my thoughts
Like a soft petal, he arrived with a rosy hue
And he explored the serenity of my affection
Desperation and desolation held me back
I couldn’t see beyond the physical
With him, old was new, and wrong was right
Just a kiss of lust_ I tasted the venom in his teeth
Oh, I can now see the gradient and texture of it
The reality was dragged too near from afar
The love and memories became ephemeral
Pain was the little village on the outskirts of his heart
a saga of unfathomable torment and sadness
With no ray of peace, he showed me many hues of pain
© crownQUILLity
