She sense beyond what she can sight,
behind the skies and the moons,
to escape from the troubles she holds,
allow me to steal you to the reality
of my pleasurable fantasies,
decorated endless journeys,
to my delightful blues,
the perfumes of my gardens,
honey tides that sway in rivers,
rainbow fishes that whispers,
"only for you…just for you"
You are the plant of my thoughts,
and the mountains of my grounds,
that holds my universe motionless,
Grip on my fragrant hands,
before I spread my wings,
even if it happens to be,
for a minute or two,
before I lose my grip,
on you
YOU ARE READING
Burning Papers-love poems
PoetryThese set of poems were published to describe love in a very unique way, hope, love and hate all in one poem
