LovePoem#211


Oh Lord your

Eyes are deep

Earthly rich pools

In which I

Dip and plant

My heart in

Their soil watching

Your smiles grow

Like sunflowers spreading

Across the plains

Of your cheeks

Your teeth as

White as a

Harvest moon guides

Me to bed

And your open

Arms envelope me

Like the airy

Limbs of the

Rivers weeping willows

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