25. Roses and Proses

A bouquet of dark red roses;

A hardbound anthology filled with proses.


A melody that my ears find amusing;

A romantic scribble or even a musing.


A knotted bow on a french bonnet;

One in a dozen of shakespearean sonnet. 


From the dark library isles to the dusty bookstore walls,

Between the rickety table and broken sign,


 Lies the love of my life; a piece of literature so elegant that I call her mine.

 

                                                        ~ Rithin 

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