Innocent Love

by Augustine Komba Mends
(Dakar-Senegal)

Peacelord , Not Warlord

Innocence stared at me,
Eyes get moistened
In a fit of deep ecstasy,
The parted warm desire
Drench the quivering lips,
To enmeshed hearts,
Passionately swinging,
In a blissful kiss
Romancing, arm in arm.