Poem -

LOST IN YOU

LOST IN YOU

O'my love!
The king 
of the jungle roared
For his love
I realized the
Grips of his voice
Holds my inner feeling 
With an unknown bareness 

The dense clouds
Above us is getting
Murky with the witnessing
Of the feeling that dwells
In the same wild moment 

O'my saviour!
The king of my love
Now I accept you 
And I lost in your
Embrace where 
The savage world 
Never could reach..
I declare am your queen
And you are my king
From ever after. ...copyright reserved..Rainy...

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Cleo Tomi Olajide

Hey Rainy, Lovely write, Loove this lines

"The king of my love
Now I accept you 
And I lost in your
Embrace where 
The savage world 
Never could reach."

Thanks for sharing. Cheers.

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Rainy

Thank you heaps Cleo for your appreciation..am glad you read my poems cheersss

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sparrowsong

Hello Rainy...

Best place to be lost...

Great write!

Thank you for sharing...

Hugs...

sparrowsong

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Rainy

am glad you like to get lost yes its the best place thank you Sparrowsong :)

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Lucas Lazar

Rainy poem is tender, wild and shows love as a roar of long-range, agree with Cleo and SparrowSong, Lost in You is a good composition and a good place to get lost.

A greeting and is welcome to the cosmos.

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Rainy

Thank u very much Lucas

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