You appear as a morning maelstrom
seeking to devour me, and I let you
take me to the heights of Everest
and the depths of the abyss
Can anything compare to our kiss
You surround me like mountains
and I'm your valley which you make
sure is filled with every good thing
and I sing, and the joy is too much
Can anything compare to our touch
You breathe over me like a soft breeze
and it teases me to the point of
volcanic eruptions, and I flow like lava
in a state of tembloric tingling
Can anything compare to our mingling
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Thunderstorms bye and bye
When a high meets a low
Into the hurricane's eye we go
Ok I made it up. Patrick
I love the rhythm of this poem, it is fantastic~
Peace, love and light,
Amber
Regis
beautiful work, as always, eileen.
Ron
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