Natasha O'connell

A prose poem I whipped up in class. It is between my male character Anthony and Natasha O'connell
~*~
Roses, can’t be compared to thy
You aren’t so glorious as that, but,
I believe you could be compared to a dirty sponge.
Each blemish making you who you are
Making you a stronger character
A stronger person, making you full of...
Love
Yes, ‘Love’, yet you aren’t only,
Love, with some confusion, and some hatred
But yet this is you
And who I know
However
You might have not have shown me
Everything
I want to know you, the
True you
The best you
I await your
Response.
~*~
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