Love Is Frightening
Love is frightening for him
As desire in his heart is altered
With a sensation long forgotten
Inspired once again
From this pale skin woman
That has a spirit so strong and sensual
It brings back warmth to ones soul.
Her passion was like a tender unicorn
That ran wild and free in open meadows
Isolated from impurities
Never touched by eerie hands pure
To the one that wins her over
Aching feeling I do for these qualities in a woman
I savor as love of mine I've given again
To my moon and stars that shine bright
Once more til the end of time.
Copyright © Anthony Sarch | Year Posted 2015
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