Alfred Ramos

Rookie (3-2-1945 / California)

The Thirst - Poem by Alfred Ramos

I came to you with a thirst
Because I wanted you to be the first
Had a dream inside my head
It didn’t include an empty bed
My life took a crazy turn
Evident by the rope burn
Sometimes love blindsides you
Knocks out the wind inside you
But that everlasting thirst remains
Forget the losses, concentrate on the gains
An insatiable desire looms
Like a desert flower, it still blooms
My lips hunger for your kiss
Who knew it would come to this
A wanting so close I can taste
A chance I can’t afford to waste
So if I can transfer this thirst
And you come running to me first
My wildest contentment would be fulfilled
Gravitation to true love would be instilled

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  • (6/19/2008 10:36:00 AM)

    You put it well! into the hands of the Gods. Loved it. Smiling at you, Tai (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, June 19, 2008

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