Showered Poem by Kevin East
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In the shower
Holding you close
Kissing you closer.
You moonshine eyes burning.
With unleashed desires.
A million soft kisses
Ignite
Our bodies.
With pinprick candlelight fires.
Quenched only
By the sweetest rhythm
Of desperate elation.
Such tingling sensation,
That cascades
In attempt to cool our fervour.
Burning like stars
Your cries
That will forever ring
In passioned dream.
As we cling
To the strength of our love
In that raging sea.
In unison to sing.
Touching souls
That bloom
And flower
Forever.
The night we showered.
We abandoned this world
To fly
In the arms of a sunset sky.
Fever running high.
Under the warm rain,
Never to recover
From crazy delight.
The torrent of our finale
We traded
With unspeakable joy.
Holding tight.
Until
Our breath would return.
As now we yearn
For encore.
BEAUTIFUL POEM KEVIN CATCHING LINES FLOW OF THE LANGUAGE WITH RICHNESS OF PASSION CARRY ME LIKE WATER CURRENT OF THE RIVER To fly In the arms of a sunset sky. Fever running high. Under the warm rain, Never to recover From crazy delight. -FANTASTIC LINE BRAVO KEVIN EAST TEN AND TONNES OF APPRECIATION TO YOU I CORDIALLY INVITE YOU TO MY PAGES TO COMMEND ON SOME OF MY POEMS --KAVIN CHARALAN
BEAUTIFUL POEM KEVIN CATCHING LINES FLOW OF THE LANGUAGE WITH RICHNESS OF PASSION CARRY ME LIKE WATER CURRENT OF THE RIVER To fly In the arms of a sunset sky. Fever running high. Under the warm rain, Never to recover From crazy delight. -FANTASTIC LINE BRAVO KEVIN EAST TEN AND TONNES OF APPRECIATION TO YOU I CORDIALLY INVITE YOU TO MY PAGES TO COMMEND ON SOME OF MY POEMS --KAVIN CHARALAN
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BEAUTIFUL POEM KEVIN CATCHING LINES FLOW OF THE LANGUAGE WITH RICHNESS OF PASSION CARRY ME LIKE WATER CURRENT OF THE RIVER To fly In the arms of a sunset sky. Fever running high. Under the warm rain, Never to recover From crazy delight. -FANTASTIC LINE BRAVO KEVIN EAST TEN AND TONNES OF APPRECIATION TO YOU I CORDIALLY INVITE YOU TO MY PAGES TO COMMEND ON SOME OF MY POEMS --KAVIN CHARALAN