ringlets on the parchment
sketched in charcoal and lead
a nose, a mouth, those eyes;
then, the face takes shape
intricate and fussy
perfection for my Cheri
the parchment is all her,
a gift for tomorrow,
perhaps it will be today
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ringlets on the parchment
sketched in charcoal and lead
a nose, a mouth, those eyes;
then, the face takes shape
intricate and fussy
perfection for my Cheri
the parchment is all her,
a gift for tomorrow,
perhaps it will be today
Deep in thought,
browsing catalogues,
seeking out inspiration,
overthinking every detail.
His true love,
intelligent and fiery,
sexy as hell and stubborn,
yet a red stone will not do.
Lost in thought,
thinking about her eyes,
Blue amber and green amethyst,
a perfect combination.