My Metaphor

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My Metaphor

You're like a refreshing glass of water on a hot summer day
The ery sight of you quenches my soul
Your sent is my oxygen
Your touch is that of fire and ice both burning and cooling to my core
Your lips to mine is my food you supplement me to surive
You my life giver, my wine
who I become drunken after
How I do love the canvas of your beauty
One of a kind masterpiece to no other does my heart desire
One and only planted tree of roots through my viens you flow
 

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Poetry is what is lost in translation.

Robert Frost (1875-1963) American Poet.

innerbeauty30’s Poems (45)

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Overseas 0
Choices to Great 0
PORCELAIN DOLL 0
Beautiful Strangers 0
Past the Night 0
My Metaphor 0
Stuck like a magnet 0
Only for Todays 0
Biter Sweet 0
Perfect Stranger 0
Lidian 0
Your Decadence 0
Hopefulness 0
Wounded Heart 0
I'm Your Happiness 1
DREAMERS LIFE 2
Substitute 0
The Fling 0
The Sting 0
ODE TO MY EX 0
Walking Away 2
INFECTION 1
The Non Belivers Liars and Deceivers 1
My Integrity 0
I'm Trying 0
Insensitivity 1
For Granted 1
Who Is Choosing 0
QUESTIONING 0
Starry night 0
Guardian Angel 1
EUPHORIA 0
HER PAIN 0
WHAT YOU GIVE TO ME 0
BLACK EYES 0
BEATING HEARTS 0
LOVE ESSENCES 0
Love story 0
A Letter To Me 0
Friendship and lovers 0
My Heart My Happiness 0
FOREVER 2
USED 1
THE DEPTHS OF MY LONELINESS 1
Long Distance 1