Cascading
Sparks flicker from honey lips.
Shower me in purest fire.
Gravity lathes my ellipse
as we bask in our desire.
Shudders quake when passion grips
this yearning howls to inspire.
My mantle once longed to drift
in shame and disappointment.
Your voice charmed a brilliant shift
spurring my blazing accent.
Dancing comets praise our gift--
this hallowed ordained event.
Copyright © John Weber | Year Posted 2009
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