Sunday, 8 January 2012

Poem-10

When you lay by my side,

After all this while,

I see my face with a sweet smile..

Your breath so deep,

It makes my heart to sweep,

Sweep out the pain,

In my every vein.

The touch of your lips,

It gives me the taste of love,

It makes me red,

Like the coals in a stove..

When you hold me tightly,

As if you never want to leave me,

It makes me the spirit, so free..

In this sweet life,

Spiced up with clove;

I just wan't you to make love..

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