Oblivious To Love
She walks barefooted in a slit swing dress
on verdant grass; her hair a blaze of gold.
Light wind is teasing with a sweet caress
I look in envy, yet my tongue I hold
lurking in shadows, yearning to profess
my deep emotions, but I am not bold.
Her perfume hits me, wafting through the air.
Of my existence she is unaware.
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Contest: Form 'O' ~ Only One
Sponsor: Broken Wings
Placed 2nd
18th May 2017
POTD 20th May 2017
Ottava Rima consists of eight 10 or 11 syllable
lines, with a rhyme scheme of ABABABCC.
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