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.
Join in and write your own page! It's easy to do. How? Simply click here to return to Poems.