A lovely love poem
Thanks Nige :)
~L.~
Failed words of wisdom grow
like black feathers on Ravens,
in darken past of sorrow
destroyed have been all my safe havens,
No longer have I wanted to hear your pain
Just pull my closer to you once again
As fruitful in my mind as indeed you are
With such slow a kiss you have my heart,
My soul reborn by the lustful beauty of you
like moonlight waves dancing over me
you inspire hope in even the deepest blue
I am haunted by what 'we' could be,
And our passions we gave by this tree
In English garden, without the tea,
A new safe haven, free of Raven or Crows bleak caw
Lustful and loving, we can give our all,
Euphoric feelings over us wash
Joyful butterflies dance and glide like honey,
such a love like this can not be squashed
in our English garden so sunny,
A taste of your lips I could not lose
In tears of sorrow I would drown,
A garden of joy we shall sow
With no fear of this emotion we show,
This sunny English garden's our lover's paradise
and we can revile in our naked lust
untouched by winter's snowy ice
Just this sunny English garden and the two of us.
Poetry by liz munro
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Written on 2009-07-01 at 13:44
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Thanks Nige :)
~L.~
Lover's Sunny English Garden[Co-Write With Nige]
Failed words of wisdom grow
like black feathers on Ravens,
in darken past of sorrow
destroyed have been all my safe havens,
No longer have I wanted to hear your pain
Just pull my closer to you once again
As fruitful in my mind as indeed you are
With such slow a kiss you have my heart,
My soul reborn by the lustful beauty of you
like moonlight waves dancing over me
you inspire hope in even the deepest blue
I am haunted by what 'we' could be,
And our passions we gave by this tree
In English garden, without the tea,
A new safe haven, free of Raven or Crows bleak caw
Lustful and loving, we can give our all,
Euphoric feelings over us wash
Joyful butterflies dance and glide like honey,
such a love like this can not be squashed
in our English garden so sunny,
A taste of your lips I could not lose
In tears of sorrow I would drown,
A garden of joy we shall sow
With no fear of this emotion we show,
This sunny English garden's our lover's paradise
and we can revile in our naked lust
untouched by winter's snowy ice
Just this sunny English garden and the two of us.
Poetry by liz munro
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Written on 2009-07-01 at 13:44
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