Return To Me - Anacrostic
Quicken, I beseech thee, my languished loveR!
Comfort my mourning heart with hastE.
Melt like summer sweat upon my breasT.
Wick of my lantern, again sparkest thoU?
Let doting lines gush from our hearts foreveR.
Call open the renowned regal curtaiN.
Let us savor ambrosia lips like a costly treaT.
Play me with passion like a prodigy on pianO.
Cast thy smile upon my body like a sunbeaM.
Revive thy marble eyes and marvel at lovE!
1/8/2020
Copyright © Juliet Ligon | Year Posted 2020
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