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The dress fit well

and the gods must have been happy

to mold a gypsum to form,

speechless and never tires of standing up

to impress. Look here, the mannequin is alive.

All would envy, their eyes on the centerpiece,

dreaming of petite silhouette. Her face caked

in make-up and lashes thick with mascara.

And lips enticing like vagina. Perfect attraction

who would not dish out bills from the pocket

envisioning…

 

beauty.

 

She must have been stoned

from entertaining the feet-seeking

fortune swept the marbled floor

day in  and day out of vanity.

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Night dresses flowing

pink, plumes of smoke

by the passing train.

 

No reflection hides your true charm

lonely as a fog, silent as a dove

your ghost would wander

obscure by the bridge

 

green and blue

overwhelms

 

impressionism

of the moonlight

over the waters.

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It’s dress rehearsal tonight. You came

early as usual finding me,

perched at the proscenium

like a gallant cavallier.

Looking at you

with the warmth

of a thousand suns.

 

The stage is empty.

The krieg lights are dead.

The orchestra has no music.

The amphitheatre is a crowd

of empty chairs

waiting to be filled.

To watch our lonely hearts

find some happy endings.

 

Star-crossed lovers as we are

waltzing innuendos.

The faint whispers

our only song,

as I inch closer

feeling your gravity.

Your fragiled demeanor.

 

Ah, your sweet breath

I softly taking in.

These quick glances

slowly melting, weakening

this fortified defences.

Knitting our spirits

embracing shadows

under the moonlight.

This one mystic evening.

 

I am your Romeo.

And you are-

my Juliet. Feel my heart

romancing, silently

rehearsing love.

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