In your warm loving embrace,
the rapture of heat,
overwhelming- so euphoric,
the only warmth
that's not self-inflicted
you inject such poisons within my heart.
and slowly you let your needle
suck away any malnourished,
drop, of hate within an organ,
only filled with such.
while you take,
you give me,
the warmth of love,
the infinite suns,
that make up your smile.
Truly great Crimson, unless hatred not taken away, love cannot flourish and bring back sunshine smile..Lovely!
Like it. Yet again such a powerful poem. A fantastic write. May i invite you to read my new poem called, War With No Morals.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Smile though your heart is aching Nat King Cole's timeless song rings thru your poem to the last line...very nice...regards