Antecedents
How sweet it
would have been,
the nectar's of my divine,
the room of my
reminiscence
full of solemnized,
I adore thee,
chaste in my thoughts,
never ending,
never ceasing my
sanquineus,
Banquets dining a
thirsting appetite,
for wine,
vitalizing the limits.
My thoughts infatuation
Of your presence,
is the room,
a leap of my restrains
follow by your visage.
And in solid grounds
I still deluge myself,
it is never too divine,
never too allure the glance
of our antecedents
©ElenaToledo2009
poem by Elenushka Toledo
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