Full Measure of You
Oh, the thrill
Of seeing you
Above the masses
Mine eyes won't lie,
I look beyond you
Deep inside of you,
Then pause where tulips pose
Suffusing air I breathe,
Savoring aroma of you,
Pulling me closer.
The smell of cinnamon spice,
I'd love diving in.
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Copyright © Iris E. S-Lewis | Year Posted 2022
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