in the cold winter’s night
bringing
extreme vulnerability
to my soul
yet, i find myself in you
weaving dreams
and warming my heart
with the unquenchable
flame of desire as love particles converge
i discover the magic blossom
(the sublime fragrance of love)
in the luminous garden of the soul ringed by
the hill of passion in which the birds sing
© Lawrence T. Udo-Ekpo
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