Portrait Of the Beloved
I want to draw u, with deep black lead,
In thin lines and light shades.
I want to draw u towards me, this side;
I want to draw u… black n white.
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With the dimple I will start
Smile will adorn the grace,
the happy flushed face, will slowly take the shape
with sharp curved eyebrows;
and sweet shiny eyes exposed.
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the tranquil movement of black,
will create a straight line;
the shadow on the cheek will lastly decide,
the beauty of the bridge;
the level of the pride.
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then a beginning of romance,
will arise, will evoke
the danger of a fall;
tracing the precious lips like carvings of Kohinoor,
radiating reds will hypnotize
those crazy mad rebellious eyes.
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For your pretty darkness I will sharpen my tool,
I will exhaust my self;
Color them so black the night will be its shadow.
Falling free like a joyful fountain;
soft like feathers and dark as ice.
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I want to draw u, with deep black lead,
In thin lines and light shades
I want to draw u towards me, this side
I want to draw u in black n white.