Drenched By Passion Poem by AUTHOR KELLY JUUZ

Drenched by passion










At the sound of the wind,
my hairs curled up like ring;
Of which I manned the sky like king,
just to make up love and kind.



You are no dull angel for real,
because your feet charms the eyes,
Smiles of the arena climbed a-hill;
because lost was the tossed dice.



Zillions of passion I rain for you;
for the dust to count our ribs,
Battalions do jealous of me and you;
since the clouds take us on trips.



Listen to the voice from pianos,
listen again to the forlorn volcanoes,
Behold my persona craving for you;
no need falling asleep on the pew.







©Author Kelly JUUZ
[A salient prolific author...]
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