in love
in love, — the romance of dawn
has sent to beauty sleep the poetry
which I composed it (last night)
but if you'll feel a thirst for me
drink its whispers spiced in lust,
decanted in my inviting waves
can't you catch the message…
let your heart roll the dice to find
its idyllic sculpture, twinkling
it's chiseled with desire's breeze
and satinized in the sea's pigment
at the hour of our vulnerabilities
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