in the cold and dreary nights of winter
sharing the dream; singing the divine melody
with kindness and generosity of spirit
i ride the waves of solitude
with lips of fire
savouring your beauty
under the rose petals
you are the magic fragrance
of desire in the cold light of dawn
a real spice of life
in the long march of time
i dream of a new life
garnished with your essence
the endearing tonic of joy and happiness
in the luminous landscape of wonder
© Lawrence T. Udo-Ekpo
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1 comment:
"spice of life" sounds fun and playful. Very sweet poem. Hope your winter is not harsh over there. Our summer is in full swing here, and lots of rain for the local farmers.
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