Escapade Poem by Yohan Confectioner

Escapade



A romantic escapade,
Fresh as a rose in June,
Color changing as at Dawn.

Light hearted,
Jovial,
Gleefully present.

Soft as unused,
Breathing that of fire,
Passion fits so fleeting.

Unable to chasten,
The glint of a spark
Through fuzzled meters,
Perilously puerile in youths bloom.

Monday, December 5, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: love and art
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