Hidden

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Written by Morgan

Hidden

You Look at Me
But do not See,
What I keep Veiled,
What I Long to Be.
You Dress me up,
You Lavish your Prose,
Crushing my Virtue
Like a Delicate Rose.
You Drink me in
Like the Finest wine,
Yet never Allow
My Smile to Shine.
You Stare at Me,
Devouring my Soul,
Claiming and Acquiring
Your only goal.
Yet While you gaze
With Desires Forbidden,
My Love Stands Naked,
And Entirely Hidden.

~Morgan~
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Amazing Photograph found on Pinterest: Original Artist unknown.

4 Comments

    1. I love that! Thank you so much. She is truly beautiful but the more I stared at the picture, the louder this poem screamed to be written.
      Thank you!!
      Blessings 🙂

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