Val Brooklyn Rogers
In The Path Of Passion - Poem by Val Brooklyn Rogers
I'm in love
In the path of PASSION
We care not Where our sensual
I'm telling everyone in
Heaven I'm in love
A resounding explosion of a nova
Is the sound of my carefree cravings
I did not know that I would not see
Her face for Countless days.
I wish if only for a moment that she
Were here, we would sit and talk late into
Midnight and into early dawn. Sleepless
That morning but so fond. Purely
Fantastic is that. Wishing you were here.
My tears cared not that I gave my heart
Away. The only thing they knew is they
Always had a home. Steadily I considered
All of her Dreams. I had been raptured
My fever cured
Temptress pure I adore ICON LOVELY poured
Into the path of PASSION floral ESSENCE floor
You are....... pleasing placidly alluringly
Walking on GOLDEN CARNATIONS.
Fluttering heart's contagion.
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