Isle of Enticement
Oh, that night in the lighthouse with delectable you.
On that Isle of Enticement,'twas the month of June.
Still wearing, I, a garland of freshest flowers.
Yearning to stay with you, here, for all my life's hours.
Your intense and adoring eyes held me your captive.
Feeling my heart pounding and blood rushing, so active.
My madness for you in this stellar moment be.
Our heavy breaths, sweetening the lighthouse, for all eternity.
May 19, 2020
3:30pm PST
Poem 1278
Copyright © Panagiota Romios | Year Posted 2020
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