You're like the poem , I read every day.
Like the jargon, a problematic words,
And a cacophonic sounds
The pristine beauty which i enjoy.
With similes and metaphors
The cliches which I imagine.
You're like the books, I read
Because books are mysterious.
Unless you understand.
But, what is your genre ??
I'm lost in the harmony of connection.
The living books giving no mercy.
Yet, loving Cliff hanging ends.
You're like the tapestry cover
A satanic look and selfish
You're a place I've never been
And never get to explore,
The context, a cruel one.
©tinkerbell
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