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Rated: 13+ · Poetry · Romance/Love · #2207118
A simple poem about love and nature.
Your lips are of the sublime.
Thunderclaps roar with each stolen kiss
and I stand in awe of my own strangeness
as I marvel at microcosms of a grand design.

Here! Here!
Come see the flowers in our little world.
look with new eyes at blossoms furled
feel with new touch my breath on your ear.

Oh lord! Who created all things,
What meaning is there in these emotions?
The bittersweet and longing notion,
that Earth and flesh are the same being.

And I, for my part in the whole
Can neither possess you or the other.
The world, like your lips, belongs to another.
and sublime beauty is all the more without control.
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