12-26-2012, 06:57 AM
(12-23-2012, 12:36 AM)Rose Love Wrote: You’re a smile on the lips, I’m a tear moist in the eye
When sadness comes, I fall down, and you catch me when I cry
When we make love you kiss me away, your lips glisten with my dew
I melt into your virile form and sip the nectar that is you
And once inside my teary depth, your moves will don a watery grace
And I submit my quivering tear to your staunch and steady pace
Until smiling tears and tearing smiles explode within a shower
Intermingle, you and I, I your depth and you my power
Thus into your grounding smile my supple teardrop coalesces
As your soul and mine in God are woven with caresses.
This poem isn't bad. The lines
"Until smiling tears and tearing smiles explode within a shower
Intermingle, you and I, I your depth and you my power"
get difficult because of the word "Intermingle" following "explode within a shower", but it works in a way. Maybe "exploding"; look at it and see what I mean.