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Love Finds a Rustic

by Venky

Amenable to neither sophistication nor pretense, a veritable rustic of doom

Aesthetics was never his forte and he could walk by with nary a glance at a flower in full bloom

Like a bolt out a blue, this bucolic specimen was rendered hopelessly besotted

Walking around with a weightlessness even though his stomach was knotted

 

The lass, to her credit was a damsel straight out a seraphic playbook

A beauty that made necks crane out of every cranny & inaccessible nook

Caring a jot for whether he choose to be crude or delicate

She knew not whether she loved him, leaving it all to fate.

(Word Count: 105)

Courtesy of Sammi Cox Weekend Writing Prompt#123

 

 

 

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7 comments

crispina kemp September 14, 2019 - 9:18 pm

I like this. Some interesting twists in your phrasing. Out of the ordinary. Makes it sparkle

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venkyninja1976 September 14, 2019 - 9:33 pm

Thank you sooooooooooo much!

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crispina kemp September 14, 2019 - 9:56 pm

Did your finger fall asleep on the -o-? 🙂 🙂 🙂

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venkyninja1976 September 14, 2019 - 11:21 pm

Ha ha ha! Might have.

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crispina kemp September 14, 2019 - 11:46 pm

🙂

Keith's Ramblings September 16, 2019 - 6:11 pm

They are made for each other! Nice one.

‘A delicate matter!’

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venkyninja1976 September 16, 2019 - 6:13 pm

Thanks Much!

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