5/20/2014
Black as the cloth of a Midnight Walk,
Beauty Queen, Painted Flowers Framed her face ,
Like a daffodil.
Littering the Ground, the Lovers Flower Bed .
Silent Pictures Gathered in a Pile what the man didn't said.
Black and white , day and Night of his 1st Hunt.
He still loved her .
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