She's like the goddess of a renaissance painting
Sitting still and pretty
The face of a pale moon
Features as soft as a primrose
She moves gracefully
As graceful as a swan
She screams tunes as mighty as the sea
And yet she smiles
And i just sit and admire
But I will never be the man painting her
I will never get to kiss the surface of her pale moon face
And when i reach for her soft primrose features,
The flower plucks me in return
She moves so gracefully on the stage
And yet i watch through the windowsill
She is the sea who roars a mighty song
And i am the boat who sinks in despair
And when she smiles
I just sit and admire
Because i know nobody will forever love her
More than I love my Primrose Maria
-D
About the Creator
Danat Daniel
an aspiring rap artist who does poetry because im cool like that
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