When your eyelids
begin to droop,
the dark begins to darken
my cosy little world.
But when I see you
step into my cactus-filled premises
as if curved through the air,
with the fullness of your lips
curved in smiles
dripping nectar
in the height of summer,
I have the fullness of life
with my spring
turning into riot of colours.
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Lovely and very romantic poem subtly penned. The essence of your love beautifully captured with conviction. A nice piece indeed. Thanks for sharing. Please read my poem MANDELA - THE IMMORTAL ICON.