Mitta Xinindlu

Freshman - 626 Points (South Africa)

The Valleys Of Love - Poem by Mitta Xinindlu

Valleys of Love
I saw the valleys of love lovely drawn
and architected on your novelly fawns.
Breasts like hills of solomon.
Thighs like mountain zion.

Your hands - designed perfectly,
like the virgin aligned pregnancy.
Smile so calm, spread, lib;
cracking from your red lips.

Red lipped like ripened cherry in winter.
Bred hipped like a sherry leaned winner.
Wow to your walk and your legs.
You lock me in like lei.

My lady, your patience is strewn,
like roses on an isle of clews.
You are things of joy in time of grief.
Your laugh soothes things all brief.

I see joy in your eyes;
You're the sewer of threads to life.
Brawn heart full of a tender touch;
I want no other gender slouch.

Your words heal; they cut deep for years,
like olive oil running down Aron's beard.
Your sighs are full of caveats;
they resemble the years of king David.

I saw the valleys of love in you.
I saw the valleys of love with you.

Topic(s) of this poem: love

Comments about The Valleys Of Love by Mitta Xinindlu

There is no comment submitted by members..

Read this poem in other languages

This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.

I would like to translate this poem »

word flags

Poem Submitted: Sunday, March 22, 2015

[Report Error]