Blind Joy Poem by Charles Lara

Blind Joy

Rating: 5.0


Love sits in a paper bag and
waits for some one to find it
release it and bring it back
to the two people
who had resurrected it before
when days had no nights and
waterfalls made rainbows
from innocent sin
stitched on oral delight
under forbidden lace
and smooth strokes
from the passion of lust
without questions asked

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Deanna More 04 June 2006

.. Charles, this poem is beautiful! 'when the days had no nights and waterfalls made rainbows'...favorite ines! I enjoy the versatility of your talent. Deanna xx ..

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