Dormant volcanoes Suddenly erupt. Thoughts Not at all apt. Principles forgotten, Yearning for his Eden, Willing to turn Friends Into Foes. Dry riverbeds Gradually overflow. Touched To my very core. My life enriched, Priorities switched, Listening to my heart 'stead of my head. Stormy skies Presently calm. He Is my soul's balm. Together we will travel, And everyone will marvel, At the light of love In my eyes.
Reason for writing:
The reason/inspiration for this poem? A man of course!:-)
Birth sign: Leo
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