Thy artistry

saturated in the beads of sunshine,

sprouting shy, subservient, veiling heart

from the impertinent eyes of world,

recherché to touch, inducing an ache,

arcane, unknown, of an artistry,

enfolded in the secrets, shrouded by you

.

a hopeless lover hopes by your sight,

layering within the layers of his love,

yearning for the nectar of you, his lover,

seaming you in his dreams, coloring

his vagaries, in the palette of shades,

the many succulent hues, of thy sly sure smile

.

This is tagged as the poem for 26 November for NaBloPoMo.

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