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In Dyes Of Magnolia
In dyes of magnolia the season came
A sight so lovely feels like a sip of morning tea
Full of warmth in such blush, I felt to wear
Romantic feel for my beloved – long condoned.
Like the spring surrendered in selfless act
Or the whole of dreamscape reduced to sorrow;
I frenzied a fuzzy glimpse of her forgotten face
Too long I’ve prized the keep in the abysmal heart.
This dye of magnolia is reminiscent of my leave
Riveted in time, quite numb, bemoaning transience.
This seclusion amidst the crowd feels horrendous
Love-struck, thus, I bleed in ...