The whole of you
Clings onto me,
Effortlessly following
The curves of my totality,
Like the morning dews'
Delicate beads
All over the roses.
But when the first flush
Of morning comes,
The dew ascends
As fast as it can
To meet the clouds,
Leaving the roses behind.
Your love is so fleeting!
A transitory satisfaction
For the flesh.
Copyright 2025, Rose Marie Juan-Austin, All Rights Reserved
Two hearts temporarily beat as one! .. Endless 10'S And Stars! ..+++++++++++++++++++++
Wow! .. So deeply and beautifully described! .. Ever so romantic! ..
This is simply outstanding piece..... thank u....Rose Marie....
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Absolutely beautiful! ! ! Thanks for blessing all of us with this poem!