Time’s Tapestry
Our sky doth prate a twist’d tale,
Sun kiss’d clouds altered that strong gale,
With an eastern glance fumes separate,
Uncover’d; tapestries are bold of late,
Flank to flank beauty’s presence doth hold,
Pages of nuance - time maketh so cold.
Gentle gesture of lustful love,
For thy thoughts are of mine gentle dove,
Time’s tale told torture; dreading departure,
For thy mind is brimm’d, swirl’d by rapture.
A vortex holds only thy self-image;
Shattered soul dressed in a viscous visage,
The tallest torso stands - looking so stupid,
Trunks entrenched by sand so fluid,
Grains groan in longing for a gentle wrath,
Kindness kept only for a forgetful face,
One which leaves my face in pure disgrace,
Bathing me in that sun kiss’d bath.
Starry skies, regretful demise,
Draped in myriads of autumns hue,
Thy tilted head glares upon our skies,
Dilated wholly in that dream of you.
A canvas blank in every way,
Dashed by red and spots of blue,
One blot doth refract the times in may,
Where kindness kindled, between me; and you.

, but overall, ur writing is very strong and engaging!! but the complicated language or metaphor can make some of the readers difficult to flw i guess? its fine for me tho, but thats just generally speaking hehe