My Dear Angelina - Poem by AtreyaSarma Uppaluri
You’ve in you something luring and unique.
A daylong stroll with you to the cool creek
Through thick verdant and fragrant sunlit woods
Ensconces me into ecstatic moods.
My high on that wave of beatitude
Would well transform into a silver moon
In the late night’s sensuous solitude
Into your lap and embraces to swoon.
The mood to pen a dulcet lyric
With notes, tunes and melodies Delphic
Oh, my sweet darling Angelina
On your ageless magic charisma.
Your empyrean arousal,
Oh what a great carousal!
What then in gratitude can I this amorist give back?
Except myself birth after birth for this heavenly pack!
[Dec 24,2009: : Lincoln, Ne, UAS]
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