His Poetry

Her sanguine smile to the painful agony

Her melodious voice to the chaotic bitterness

Her promising eyes to the broken souls

Bewitching but enriching, defeating but riveting

Vulnerable he knelt, so deep he felt

She saw the light, universe froze the time

 For she was his poetry, she found her rhyme.

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