A pair of swans strolled through curtains of white and pink blossomslike lovers hand-in-hand.Petals were strewn around themtheir path tracing a poet's pattern of love.Leaving a single feather behind.
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Surrealism
"If this was a painting..."
Alabaster skin met with classical smooth curves' artistryThe essence of predawn crystallized in a single tear on a mask of cobalt blue, chartreuse irises gazed beyond with heated pleasure. Silvery stardust lined the waves of midnight curls that framed her face,a patch...