Our love will bloom and produce the supplest of fruits. The taste of our passion will be greater than that of any sweetness.
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mlowe5 says: May the juices of the ripe fruits continue to flow, Faye. Beautiful! Peace and Love. |
OTHER POEMS WRITTEN BY Rainyfaye
FavoriteYou are my favorite flower, your fragrance overwhelms me in all the right ways. You are my favorite treat, your taste fills my mouth with a sweetness from above. You are my favorite constellation, your stars light up my path and lead me to salvation.  |
UsOur union, pure under the moonlight. Splendid under the eyes of the sun. Flowers sing as we walk through their fields. Rainbows shine as they glace at our love |
EdenWrap me in a blanket of sunflowers. Cover me in a sheet of hydrangeas. Kiss me in the Promised Lands, Where Adam and Eve held hands. |
YouYour body, mirrors a thousand galaxies and sunrises. Your lips, like two supple fruits pressed against my own. Your hair, like the softness of a lamb. Your words, like a gentle caress to my soul. Your beauty, created by the hands of God Himself. |
GenesisSavory, tender. Your lips graze each line. Gracious, gentle. Your tongue traces each indentation. Love me, slow. Call me by my name. Genesis. |
SaviorPetals plucked from the Rose of She. Roots upturned and plowed from the dirt. Found on her side, wilting slowly. One with the Earth no longer. Until the Palm of He reaches forth. |
Where does it all startGlide your fingertips over the wounds of my heart. Mend it with your touch and gentle words of love. Free me from my anguish and show me where it all begins |
RosebudTantalizing roses waft through the winds of ardent love. Desire emits from the mouth of the one that yearns for it. |
ForgetCall out my name under the soft moonlight. Take my hand, lets leave this place |
Like poetryLove me inside and out. Spiritually, mentally, physically, emotionally. Love me like poetry. |