A Message To My Acquaintance
October blossomed in the nautical dusk
Where my sight felt a beauteous pearl less brusque
Bright blue eyes, lips of rose and curls so long
The deft soul of tulips had a scent so strong
I adored the sound of her breath of smoke
I revered the words of fine wine she spoke
Her heart echoed the stuffed bear at the porch
Her mind echoed the shrewd nun in the church
That weather eye made my brisk steps brush by
Now my thoughts’ a child aiming for the sky
This long-legged lady is no lover,
Yet she’s a faithful friend like no other
Nonetheless, am I worth her precious time,
Or is my friendship a cent or a dime?
The will of tender’s a gift from above
Is it a token of God’s endless love?
I hope these verses will embrace her ways.
She’ll fly away from the flaws of today
Whenever those tears fall, she’ll have this verse
To nourish that giggle which breaks her curse
I am a writer of a bull fighter
Yet I feel those eyes will become brighter.
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