Poetry By, J. M. Lilin
Split between something icy and scorching.
Harsh, yet with so many prepossessing elements.
A miscellaneous combination to create a canvas.
A canvas enveloped in vines that eventually reveal;
Reveal blossoms of a rare, patient beauty.
Eyes beneath lashes that hold a color.
An ocean full of creatures, free to adventure.
Elevations to reach and regard over an impossible landscape.
Split between something sweet and wild.
This world is occasionally difficult to comprehend.
For it has so much to give and show.
So many elements that could seize sanity.
For it has such a rare beauty.
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