Rugged Dolls and Jeans

Dilemma what will you do with it?

This was the coldest even the autumn speak
Rugged dolls and jeans are her company
The toil of weather will change all she knew
This winter will be harsh all through

Rugged dolls will only knew her embrace
That this uncertainty will make this lit of light untrace
I wonder what the winter night will be
That only rugged dolls and jeans were her company

If only time is what I own
I'll choose the ice , a crystalline
To hold it dearly between my palms
Like how she hold rugged dolls in her arms

If only that she'll knew
Would she hold me like the rugged dolls in blue?
This uncertainty will spoil it all
With fear of her only knowing rugged dolls and jeans at all

She seems happy with what we have
Teared and needs sewing of that rugged
But will it all suffice in manifold?
To see her rugged dolls bent in cold.

Little one who owns that rugged dolls in blue
Will you still knew me like the way you knew
The leaves in may break in fall and fall
Do you know me still as I hold you and your rugged dolls too?

Author's Note

Venice in your eyes. This dilemma is killing me.

Reviews

[Desert Dreamer]

Beautifully written, change is always waiting for us...

[An owl on the moon]

What a bittersweet write. You take us across a landscape of rugged imagery, blended with tender beauty and a life of devotion. Truly feels like a song...

[heich]

breathtakingly beautiful..

[Ruth]

The repetition here is moving :)
There is such melancholy beneath and yet the recognition of beauty, this is a fantastic exorcism of the heart and thought process!
Wonderful love
xx

[David W Moore III]

The repeated rugged dolls adds a meloncholy effect to this piece. She may not know you the way she did, but that is not always bad. Forging new memories can be en exciting experience. And hopefully the rugged dolls have held her for you.

[Jas Alejandrino Ramos]

very unique description....innovative, creative...nice work!