Quiet Poetry Lounge : raspberry rain & erotic rhythms

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She is the sweetest song
Deeply drenched in culture
Carrying with her the torch of
Strength and sophistication
An instrumental of
Divine inspiration

Her touch is raspberry rain
And she
Holds my hand
As we swim
Against the grain
Through the passions of erotic rhythms
And melodies that skipped measures,
The deeper we indulged,
The more engulfed in the pleasures
It was never
Nothing about money or fame
Or using each other for political gain
It was
Just
About
The music

Her voice is a tattoo
Spray-painted in my ears
Filling my imagination with all of the
Colors of the rainbow and
All of the infinite possibilities to
Create
Art
My heart was a palette and she knows
How to combine countless mixtures and
Give life to the masterpiece
Known as
Me

She is my Side-B,
Kindred in the splendid sounds of silence
Strictly vinyl,
The final voice, acappella,
Extending eternity to my ears
On earth ,,,,,,,,,hookup :jump: :jump: :jump: :jump: :jump: :thinking: :thinking: :thinking: :thinking: :thinking:
 
:spinstar: :spinstar: Sensational :spinstar: :spinstar:



Swollen clouds of sinless passion
Hover
…..over
you

I pray my words…
Are as thunderstorms...

For surely?!

……….you love dancing in the rain

(((Allow)))
……..your voids
………………to overflow
………………………….in splashing waterfalls

Of raspberry kisses
………Falling relentless

Your poetry leaves me...
Breathless
...............-ly adrift in a sky of anticipation…

Loving this...
Sage :spinstar:
 

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