anticipation; as white- hot, lightning flashes
storm clouds forming, nestled over me
the prospect of new love, but ashes
*
change, illusive, a visual illusion to the masses
perception is of self reliant needs
anticipation; as white- hot, lightning flashes
*
painted smiles, show but half the weakness
the other implies-translucency
the prospect of new love, but ashes
*
the raven sits quietly, watching with stoic glances
as the wolf hides away, in the shadows of the reeds
anticipation; as white- hot, lightning flashes
*
friendly the faces, guarding their aces
prioritized agendas, planting seeds
the prospect of new love, but ashes
*
my opinion of relationships, through rose-colored glasses
a villanelle of some villainous thieves
anticipation; as white- hot, lightning flashes
the prospect of new love, but ashes
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