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romance

Stillness crept across my being
A shadow faded in the darkness
Disappearing into the crest of moon
A bird singing to the suns existence of morning
Let me be the led of your free-hand
Softly touching the pages of me
Drawing the silhouette of your intensive stare
Sketching me with the shades of golden brown
Accenting my skin tone with strokes of bronze
Colored with the feel of summer's warmth
I am his canvas, still as the night
Beautiful as the melody of enticing jazz
For I am traced by no artist
but, by the gift of poetic artistry
Wrapping me in the blanket of pure serenity
Fine lined by words caressing my soul
Drawn to be bold, basking in the light of a skilled hand
Tracing the outline of my mystique nature
 

Written by: Rose M. King ~a.k.a.~ ThaPoeticRose