my wife draws me out and washes me all over
you're unstoppable tide
run to estauries of my desires
the rivers of my blood
my spirit in flood
of a valentine epiphany
my dreams turn to dust
in the glare of your eyes
your laughter gamely fills
the marrow of my bones
your tides ever rising
create fresh rivulets
Poetry by mark nwagwu
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Written on 2011-03-14 at 14:04
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you're unstoppable tide
you're unstoppable tide
run to estauries of my desires
the rivers of my blood
my spirit in flood
of a valentine epiphany
my dreams turn to dust
in the glare of your eyes
your laughter gamely fills
the marrow of my bones
your tides ever rising
create fresh rivulets
Poetry by mark nwagwu
Read 585 times
Written on 2011-03-14 at 14:04
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