Thirst August 13, 2012Love, PoetryLove, Poetry, Relationships, romance, thoughts, writingMari If water is the question Hurry Kiss me Before these clouds faint Delightfully summoning Secretly quenching Evermore Share this:TwitterFacebookLike this:Like Loading...
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Wonderfully put.
Thank you
Thirst is in this so well understood. And so blissfully satisfied. In time.
Undoubtedly, yes.
I like this very much.
Thank you Jesse!
kisses are water
a water fall an ocean a pink bathtub full of kisses. yum i think they are like golden syrup
Your metaphors swing my soul, from side to side.
its a beautiful dance, i am visualising fields of wildflowers!
Not a syllable or a space wasted.
Thank you Pete!
great imagery loved it
Oh, and furthermore, yeah.
Absolutely!