OhNylL

Shrouded in lavenders, heliotropes, hues All kinds of colors to make it to you With a thick perfumed scent An alias that was meant To make you fall for me. Maybe out of fear I stole you, my dear But a name is for not When spelled incorrectly. With portraits so divine, For your love I did pine When the tension grew much to hot. My feels for not Three years pass us by How the time it did fly Silence came between us, the ruts lasting far too long. But that angel? She'll love you