Photo by Ernst Aviel Valerio
Published by: Angel Pelleja
Date Published: December 05, 2023
Time Published: 12:43 PM
Category: Poetry
Theme: Admiration for someone too special
This isn't just a poem, nor words without meaning.
Rather, my puny attempt to immortalize,
The girl who made me feel human again.
So, for once more, I'll lift up the pen.
In April's embrace, the 29th to be exact,
It was two thousandth eight, Taurus' time.
A goddess had emerged, newly brought to life,
Under the ever-so-peaceful time of night.
She stood out, blooming in life's vast garden,
Her name was Red; my favorite flower, Rose.
A soul so rare, a rhythm so divine,
Her melody rivaled the stars perfectly aligned.
With nimble hands and threads in her command,
She wove yarn like stories, both delicate and grand.
From strawberries to her favorites like Kuromi,
Her hook made the wildest of dreams into a reality.
Not only a master of her craft; but also a seer,
With every shuffle, secrets are unfurled.
Dancing with destiny for every card untwirled,
Aided by crystals, her hand had held the world.
Her patience, like a river; flowing gently,
Meandering through my sins and my woe.
Still, she remains enigmatic, it clearly shows—
That she'd stay through my highs and my lows.
Guiding me from my ferocious dream,
In your embrace, old wounds start to heal.
Leaving behind crime and punishment,
And embraced the comfort of forgiveness.
For everytime you've chosen to stay,
And calmed my most violent storms,
Let me love you till my very last breath.
Till death do us part. I love you, Red.
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