aurora,
a sad solitude,
a great escape.
dulcet,
lithe movements,
through dandelions.
ephemeral,
hushed kisses.
they ran up hills,
through briny water.
below bridges and
above arches.
danced to the lilt
of recherché tunes.
vermillion, the colors
they planted.
the blush stained
their lips.
they took sips.
and when the
dalliance of
a cerise drunk
drifted, so did he,
his muse, his mural,
above all, his swain.
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Scarlet Eyes and Raven Dies
RomanceTwo boys face the challenges of love in their small hometown in England. Peter and Vincent, who are inseparably linked by their love, go through the hardships of having to love someone in secret. "...they were two lost souls who carried daggers in...
