She and He


She was his ledge,
His backboan,
His muse.

He was her light,
Her inspiration,
Her melodist.

He led her down a road of notes,
High and low,
Above and below.

His muse spewed letters of trust,
Her melodist distorted her letters with deceit.. 

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4 responses to “She and He”

  1. lovelimess

    Beautiful.
    Deceit can distort/distroy anything lovely.

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    1. Cami*Star

      Thank u! Yes. Deceit is a horrid disease.

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      1. lovelimess

        Infectious for the weak.
        Have a lovely night!

      2. Cami*Star

        Yes indeed! Same to you and thank you for visiting 😉

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