LILY OF HIS SAHARA
She’s a solitary lily of the Nile
in his Sahara
He’s the sun: fierce and unforgiving
She is his muse, his empty canvas
He creatively splashes colour of pain
all over her pristine petals
She enjoys the feeling,
but dark clouds bloom in her
wizened core
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