J'Adore
Art by: Danesha L.
She
wears a smile ,
a soft disguise
Behind the ache that floods her eyes
He comes and goes
a fleeting storm
Yet in his cold she finds her warm.
He speaks in thorns,
she hears in roses
He turns away and still she glows
For every wound he leaves behind
She stitches hope she’ll never find
She loves him deep,
without plea
Though love has never set her free
And in the dark,
where silence grows
She holds him close and no one
knows.
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