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A Cosmic Composition

October 18, 2020 by Ren'ee Verona

A color that I have almost forgotten sits so dearly upon your lips, and here unto you I offer a poor man’s last cigarA cigarette…which is a bit broke, but of it’s gently lit embers, may it match this flower that I have also, dared to gift unto youAll in a hopes to bring contrast to that smile belonging to you, and a sense of cosmic composition unto your delicate worldThe primrose beneath the moon, therefore, beneath the starlights that […]

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The Midnight Moonlight

October 17, 2016 by Ren'ee Verona

One minute past the midnight hour and the possibilities of curiosities loomed Thus, upon on your face I found the moonlight illuminating a beauty in view A vain creature I saw, an enigma that lusted for man’s riches, and jewels But, I loved nonetheless, I held you as I dreamt of you with the light of the moon A second minute past that midnight hour and the impossibilities seemed loose I have found the treasures of man reflecting in your […]

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VERSE XVII

“There is no world without Verona
But purgatory, torture, hell itself.” – Romeo

Romeo & Juliet – Act III, Scene III, Verse XVII. – William Shakespeare