Shall I tell you of my love for you?
Your beauty, redder than any rose,
Your soul comes to me, it dost past through,
I am a ghost, nothing more,
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I wonder how 'Crimson ghost' costume in Halloween hahahaha...Crimson, you make fold every words in beautiful origami-poetry....dashing! ......_Unwritten SOul
Gorgeous. Love can break all boundaries! A ghost of crimson remains on all who have read your poetry.