surrender

surrender

 

 

spiraling whirlpools of love

pulling me under

to drown 

in the purest wine

for the breath

of the lover is found

in the drifting fragrance

of the bouquet

 of blossoming hearts

clear sweet songs

rise from the

smoldering fire of desire

an aria of the soul

reaches for

the golden light

of the sun

and if you listen

you can hear the quiet

sound of wings

 

naomi

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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