Chef

So as promised, here is a poem I wrote about a person that has most definitely changed my life for the better. 

Heaven tinted spheres of a dreamer,
they wander, not away but nearer,
deeper, closer they divulge in a confused entity.
An entity so tangible, so real,
its almost impossible to break a deal.
Bark shaded threads of a thinker,
sprout from the brains of a philosopher,
leak imagination of a romancer,
all held in the heart of a jester.
This jester you see has fallen,
fallen into the unearthly grasp of Eros,
Who’s grasp pulls her, bedraggled,
into the depths of love.
Impossible to escape, impossible to want to.
Heaven tinted spheres of a dreamer,
graze in to spheres of spruce.
As sure as the canopy that kisses the skies,
a jester will love you until she dies.
Hat tip,
ALR x
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