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Random poem
His eyes held captive mine
His face glowing like moon shine.

His nose shaped like a spear
Hand holding a bottle of beer.

Heading towards me with a sinister smile
Me trying to hide my nervousness meanwhile

The moment his hand snaked around my waist
I gave a kiss on his lips chaste

I shuddered when he said I love you in words hushed
Hearing our family tease my cheeks blushed.

The euphoria of the success of the darkest hue
Added glee to their face when the baloon was blue

This is the beginning not the end of the story
Where the king stood to welcome his fatherhood in all his glory.
© vagabondscribbler