(This is a fictional note made by a fictional character :3)
A love shallower than the pool, yet, delicate like jewel
Far beyond the vast borders of the heart,
Lies a creature so feeble its only locomotive was to hop
My passion for a partner becomes powerful each time
It eats up sorrows and loss of life
Transforming into black chyme
The beating of my ribcage strings becomes louder and clearer
Soul, mind and eyes lean in nearer
Have my heart-shaped leopard prints wrapped around your curves
As you radiate the smell of myrrh
To my eyes, you are my only girl
In a sea of cologne and muscles,
You, were the one with a smile that puzzles
"Does she have a charm like that emo singer?"
Your friend said, heavy on their liquor
Because you lie on my bed, on my blanket, on my trust
It manifests into purple lust
But it devolves into a red romance that's uncussed
My kiss on you sticks to your mind like tar
Similar to a tune from an acoustic guitar
I can't have more words for what we are
But you will one day, be my superstar
- Gertrud Vincent Thurman
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