Another "love" Poem
dearest love of the sweetest kind, the essence of your ever glowing love is to me a mighty river of milk in which i float ever so carelessly and wash my heart with the purity of its nature,your very breathe is but a summer breeze of passionate affection caressing a body with a blanket of warmth on a cold winter night.the melody of your voice is like the rushing of the waves that beat ever so gently on the shores of my being,if in so saying I lie then I have never loved and I have but died each moment I woke to live
Copyright © John. M Diketane | Year Posted 2011
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