My smiling assassin …
written by: Orlando Blake
Searching for years,
a soul to live with;
tired mind swirled deep,
solitude heart minced in wheat;
every face had a hope,
real charm were duped;
forced to see a face,
heart wrestled in wine,
ambling thoughts mustered,
seeded weeds hunted;
silence shrilled,
as she came with a smile,
serene signed serenity,
heaved within,
seeing her divinity,
flabbergasted insane,
veins carved in veil,
mellifluous she sang,
sprechgesang spree the ambiance,
beauty never had a voice,
she waved with merriment,
my smiling assassin …
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