Treasure Island

Samuel Newton

(5th december / India)

My Darling Love!


Oh my darling love how I adore thee
Your skin is as soft as flower petals
Your face carries the sun’s bright light to me
Your luscious lips touch mine like cold metals

Your long graceful fingers wrap mine gently
Your deep blue eyes reflect that of the sea
How sweet your voice is as it sings lightly
The refined swing of your hips; all for me

But oh, my love, we take it for granted
We go down together floating… floating
Without a farewell, you leave me stranded
I dreamt of you as you left me dying

All the splendid times we’ve shared together
How I’ve longed to be with you forever...

Submitted: Wednesday, May 04, 2011
Edited: Wednesday, May 04, 2011

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