Portrait Of the Beloved

I want to draw u, with deep black lead,

In thin lines and light shades.

I want to draw u towards me, this side;

I want to draw u… black n white.

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With the dimple I will start

Smile will adorn the grace,

the happy flushed face, will slowly take the shape

with sharp curved eyebrows;

and sweet shiny eyes exposed.

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the tranquil movement of black,

will create a straight line;

the shadow on the cheek will lastly decide,

the beauty of the bridge;

the level of the pride.

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then a beginning of romance,

will arise, will evoke

the danger of a fall;

tracing the precious lips like carvings of Kohinoor,

radiating reds will hypnotize

those crazy mad rebellious eyes.

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For your pretty darkness I will sharpen my tool,

I will exhaust my self;

Color them so black the night will be its shadow.

Falling free like a joyful fountain;

soft like feathers and dark as ice.

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I want to draw u, with deep black lead,

In thin lines and light shades

I want to draw u towards me, this side

I want to draw u in black n white.

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