Your Love
- The Corinthian

- Mar 31, 2020
- 1 min read
Updated: May 30, 2020
By: Riya Kumar
With lips ambrosian
And eyes brimming with passion
If I had any reservation
You rid them by erosion
Your love, I could feel, was the perfect corrosion
To the iron cage I built ‘round my fragile heart and soul
So I let myself surrender to your deep, vast ocean
And found myself inundated, drowning
At every touch and sound
Your gentle warmth, a tantalizing potion
To set us off in
blissful
simple
harmonic
motion
blissful
simple
harmonic
motion
blissful
simple
harmonic
motion
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Love the ambrosia reference and the idea of erosion Glad that the iron cage is being busted open.