Winters Of The Heart | Versification ✓

9-Construct

Dexterous fingers caress the rugged contours of the wall,
coating it in the deepest shade of sable,
covering its expanse in crooked lines and curves,
constructing an image of her reality.
The oubliette she draws is gleaming in the dim light,
she smiles as she carves herself next to it,
and it remains etched on her face like a frozen fortress,
as she hears the last click of the key!

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I tried this with a not rhyming scheme. Hope it worked.

Love,
Pratyusha