Pages

Thursday, June 09, 2016

Dark Chocolate

The illusion of his love was dark,
dark like chocolate.
Mysterious, Longings, Settled-ness,
and of dwindling fate.

The illusion of his love was dark,
dark like chocolate.
A horse, a man, a vision,
and melodious palettes.

The illusion of his love was dark,
dark like chocolate.

No comments: