\"As we are unmoved in our secretive lives,
Over our heads the dark clouds gyrate above us,
Leaving an outline of a scintillating in your green eyes
Righteously my words adorn over you in a fondling way,
I love you, as my mouth presses against yours,
Now as the spring is blooming in the air brings delight,
As the Gale soon may come and we shall vanish,
My spirt needs to become accustom without thee,
Ever remembering how the flaming sun awoke us,
Locked in a loving hold as our hips entered,
Embellished as one,
The palatableness of your sweet breast to me,
Who will mentor my aught of being how to be?
Who will begin my day with love in my heart?
Kisses will be always wasted,
If not your kisses that will be tasted,
I have elated by your loving presence for my inevitability,
My struggle has been astringent,
But upon your beauty and hearing your guffaw,
I rise and seek you my level of ubiquitous Euphoria\"
By A.G. 03/2018
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