Brian over at Truth is Freedom and Dewy at Dewy Knickers, post poetry every Thursday. I wanted to join in.
Although many times
your lips have caressed mine,
I am still awed by the tingle.
The flash of deep rose
that burns within.
It is you I crave,
you I love, only.
I am your rose
that your fire
can bring to bloom.
your lips have caressed mine,
I am still awed by the tingle.
The flash of deep rose
that burns within.
It is you I crave,
you I love, only.
I am your rose
that your fire
can bring to bloom.
Have a Happy Thursday!
8 comments:
That was beautiful!
Hi Flashy,
I love it and that deep rose. PURRRRR!
Great poem and I am so glad you joined in the poetry. *kisses*
DK xo
Some people have a way with words...you are definitely one of them! I have never been good at writing poetry myself...it's hard!
Really beautiful Pink! You are so multi-talented......I am jealous....waaaahhhhhhh, sniff sniff...HUGS!!!!
That was wonderful, Pinky. Your hubby is a lucky guy to have a wife that feels that way.
pavel
OMG! That was amazing! I know that feeling, and it's just something you can't ever get enough of, no matter how much is given. Thanks for sharing that one :)
Pinky Roxs! And soon enough I will be able to advertise it...lol. ;)
I get the feeling you write a lot more than we may suspect. You have some magic in that wonderful brain of yours, that's for sure.
Take care my friend and I hope the party is amazing!
You have quite the gift with all things creative my dear. That is one beautiful poem. You two make a beautiful couple.
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