Overwhelming
Lover, how you swagger in, so boldly brash
Overwhelming reason to seductive state
Taking my lips under sunset's final flash
Passion rich colors we recklessly create
I am warned of craters left once comets crash
Yet I blaze crimson with you, defying fate
If this night becomes but a memory shed
Into my gray age, let your thunder be red
3/24/23
Writing Challenge 'O' Words Contest
Sponsor: Constance La France
Copyright © Michelle Faulkner | Year Posted 2023
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