#darkloveletters,
https://dversepoets.com/2021/08/16/prosery-clouds/
at the dverse poets pub this evening I have been introduced to the poem “clouds” by Constance UrDang . the line to be used is “but these clouds are clearly foreign, such an exotic clutter against the blue cloth of the sky.”
MY dearest,
Persephone can you recall,
The day we met on the river bank. You reading aloud from Constance UrDang. The first thing I heard from you was “But these clouds are clearly foreign, such an exotic clutter. Against the blue cloth of the sky.” Bam I was smitten.
The universe faded into an insufficient slime floating on life’s pond as I watched you lips speak these words. The sky cleared to let the sun shine upon your wonderous presence. Your startling beauty adding to the sun’s vigour and vitality. Permanently Intoxicating my heart and soul.
Now knowing I shall never see you in the day light again this memory I hold dear. Your once blue eyes now black with death will always stay blue within this memory. The very eyes you passed on to Lazuli.
With eternal love for my exotic clutter.
DRACO
© 16/8/2021 rogleach

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