Thisisus
With you I'll decorate this
canvas
with a love so precious,
quaint,
& branded
crazy beautiful,
With its beautiful madness
Colours collide and displays
the contraction
So 1 + 1 = 1
But the firsts outline the
expansion
Pencil sketched dates,
And the holding of hands.
So I'll paint us and what we
have, and
I'll use the most beautiful
colours known to man, and,
If feelings were tangible I'd
put it on my brush,
So that everyone can see the
ecstasy when we touch, but,
we making a work of art, so
there is no rush,
Michael-Angelo couldn't even
engrave how esoteric as such,
is our crush...
Filing blank spaces, left
with intricate splashes,
the colours contrast from
smiles to batted-eye lashes,
a friendship so strong,
the ups and the downs and all
the crashes,
the trust plus the lust and the
infatuation mashes,
to display a heated up
passion, of love bites like heat
rashes,
Whispered sweet nothings as
the caption,
to serve,
'Cause nothing best describes
the unseen like the un-
heard...
ThisIsUs. ThisIsLove.
-once again, for Yusrah
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