The Beauty Of Our Love
With waves splashing upon bended knee,
majestic mountains rise from the sea.
And Angels peek from heaven above,
admiring the beauty of our love.
Frothy curls caress a sandy shore,
subservient to time, nothing more.
And a nightingale's melodic tune
grieves for the sun yet welcomes the moon.
As Venus awaits the rise of Mars,
the night is freckled with twinkling stars.
And paradise is where lovers lie,
under a teal and indigo sky.
Darkness inks the land in shades of black,
while the moon rises to push it back.
And the sands mold to body and soul,
consistent with love's passionate role.
Our promiscuity makes Mars blush,
inking this warrior's reddish flush.
And as Night's cool breeze tickles bare skin,
separate souls meld as one within.
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