Poems of camouflaged yearnings
Have made me your chosen one
With fantasies to be frozen in time
Where nothing matters, except our individualistic poetic delights.
Me crooning the rhyme of womanhood
You enlightening me with your savoir faire
Where beauty and wisdom amalgamate,
With the potent power to figure,
As to why we have chosen each other.
To discover in seasonal fervour,
Whether in the inferno of summer or in the fog of winter.
Touching the senses with undercurrents,
Yet burrowing for more.
Not just in ephemeral carnal savor but in eternal love.
Purity cradled in eloquence, jeweled in priceless moments
Justifying our selection.
Have made me your chosen one
With fantasies to be frozen in time
Where nothing matters, except our individualistic poetic delights.
Me crooning the rhyme of womanhood
You enlightening me with your savoir faire
Where beauty and wisdom amalgamate,
With the potent power to figure,
As to why we have chosen each other.
To discover in seasonal fervour,
Whether in the inferno of summer or in the fog of winter.
Touching the senses with undercurrents,
Yet burrowing for more.
Not just in ephemeral carnal savor but in eternal love.
Purity cradled in eloquence, jeweled in priceless moments
Justifying our selection.
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