~Her Poetic Palette ~ I entered her life in trust as she opened her heart to me Mist glistened from her petal lips when she said, "... I love this man" Offerings to her I gave freely but she insisted upon control offering little ... in reality as sadden days will come Carefully concealing her heart she hid beyond ... herself scattering fragile jeweled seeds given by this honest man in love A poetess of uncertain reign; yet, I praise her as my Queen She tossed this peasant hope and vanished within forgetfulness Triumphant in association & game comparing me to those other ... low~lives.     Splashing insult and innuendo ~~~ fleshing me as them ~~~ but never truly knowing this Man. She stole my sincere heart, hid silently without regret and emptied my poet's soul onto her poetic palette.

~ Loving is Essential ~