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Few Lines On Love

Love is an ocean never-ending Drink from it You will be delirious When the fever of love engulfs You will be frenzied Coherently incoherent At times Love is an ocean , drink from it It is not salty but Luksweet Half sweet like a peach An apple an avocado I think of you When the sun peeps and yellow.ascends I feel you your kindness and compassion Your love your passion your tenderness Your idiosyncrasies your temperament Patterns your composite intricacies I know I think of you when the sun touches The dews on the sleeping leaves Photosynthesis for my soul You Drink from it You will be ecstatic euphoric Elated I promise Love is an ocean Love is a synonym for god It is every where omnipresent It is in the air I feel it I am in the inferno Love is rain Colorless odourless tasteless It is a catalyst Neither looses nor gain but enhances It is given Most complain some understands A few enjoy That is their destiny. I think of you when the sun it at its peak When every pour in my skin secrete The aroma of your innocence I breathe You swirl around like a funnel cloud Sucking into its lure your exquisite Touch I am at peace Love blossoms in the winter too Breaks the thread of your silent t beads Love is not a mirage Opens the locks of your camouflaged longings Love is cool love is blue Yellow green pink violet purple Love is red like blood Excuse me but lady you needs glasses. And so does mrs justice over there Both you broads are blind as bats Stumbling through the system Justice bumped into bulbous and Tripping on republic of plato But stepped right over a Killed little black ant ,I am moving to a new abode Abode, ? what is that” It is to dwell reside In a particular condition attitude Relationships frequencies To endure to sustain in a different Realm of infinite possibilities “ I don’t understand “ No comprendo,por favour Habla des pacio,please Speak slowly Her eyes were brimming with Blue tears about to fall Down 

Copyright © | Year Posted 2018




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