Your milk of loving kindness
Flows like rain
Flooding my thoughts
With fresh kisses,
I am swollen with pleasure,
banks burst without containment.
Images flush with your scent, stain my mind
Setting emotions a sail
Into rivers
That rush headlong
Tumbling over and over
Leading me towards your ocean
For Richard who coined the phrase.
We use very similar language in our poetry! No wonder I love your stuff so much...it reminds me of my own! LOL....poets are so vain; -) really....I do love your writing.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
oooh you nasty nasty girls. It is a ten though. Good work.