Allan Farran

Rookie - 57 Points (08/11/61 / Darwen, Lancashire)

A Special Time - Poem by Allan Farran

A special Time

Please let me taste your spasmodic desire

and feed me with a drip-line of you, continuous.

All the while the river draws us backwards and forth

You can even feed me, with droplets of water

like Ecstasy with masses of chemical imbalance.

With only the left over wine to taste.

Being together in our minds is all that remains

Through the many seasons we shared our wants.

With blankets of words we made love to our thoughts

Please let me sense your cries

Of effervescent desires that reach their paradise

Now warm, fluffy and engulfed in a rapture.

When reflecting on moments that ruminate,

we evade the dissolve of the wonderland we built.

Poet's Notes about The Poem

This is the story when one woman turned me from a boy into a man

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, January 7, 2014

Poem Edited: Saturday, February 15, 2014

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