Romancing The Shown Poem by Rob Lamberton

Don't you hear my eyes upon you
Don't you feel my constant touch
As I shower like flowers upon you
Feel fresh wet petals of my love

Can't you taste the poems I'm cooking
See me capture every move
Can't you salt my camera looking
Taste each photo time preserve

Won't you hear my silent whisper
Winds of love upon your brow
Won't the romance of my presence
You remember here and now

Surly with me now adventure
Just as sure as islands heat
Every day within your presence
Sweet mangoes dropping at your feet