An we... those left, to chosen. Frozen, from shades to fade.
Bleed the seed, of your need... to, choose them.
Glimmers found, in loves surround. That, moves you.
One to another's, losing. To your choosing. The find.
In kind.
leave a heart, behind... for, that other.
Love, like twins... in parallels haste, smothers
One lover!
As I too, or as well. Am, Northern Lights. I do like and appreciate, your framing.
It does reflect Imagination for the staging. The continuity of flow in poetry, is its effervescence. Where it sparkle, an tease and begs release. Like your framing gives the reader, the intended flow. Where does it go... you see, the rhythm of rhyme. The punctuation, makes it sublime. Punches through your meaning.
Don't get me wrong, your feel an meaning do come across. This, an explanation one to the other. Your making that very evident. What your lovers, want to feel. Is your torment, the difficulties in your heart. In this choosing. To leave them, with some guessing mystery... that keeps, them. Forever, in love with you! Regardless, of choice. If you relate, and understand this review. It holds three I think, very pertinent clues. To deep poetry. I score you a 75, because your form is newly refreshing. I believe if you dig deep, the words arrive. That make you, thrive. To desire to write more... poetry. Very good you! Perception... Ro.
:) well my name is Bree im an artist. love to paint and express myself through anything possible.. i love music, any kind (except opera and jazz). i love my friends they're like family. i have no clue.. more..