Let us begin to write with colour.
Measuring beats with the stroke of a pen.
Not all are meant to share with another,
but help us recall lost moments again.
‘Tis through this creation, ourselves we discover.
Not having been lost, yet here we are found.
As one with the words, like passionate lovers.
A meticulous glory, our hearts tightly bound.
In pursuit of true beauty, let us not tire.
Carefully crafting beginning to end.
Unveiling our frailty, exposed to the fire.
More of us shared with each lyric penned.
~ elr
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