I am drunk with love,
As though my senses
Have been dulled
Yet heightened
Simultaneously,
My cheeks pink as peonies,
My breath forever quickened
My mind lost
To your hands,
Your eyes,
Your scent, earthy and delicious
I cannot have enough,
Never, ever enough,
Gently, roughly,
Your love sends me
Floating, spinning, falling
Amongst the stars
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Author:
Kora (Pseudonym) (
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Comments3
Well worded and so nicely composed this poem calls out love. Nicely done
Highly relateable. Have been married 30 years and still feel
the same infatuation. May you always love hard.
Blessings, Katie
Amazing I definitely feel this
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