Perpetually Moved by Your Tide
Your poetry a sipped poison
your ink a savored fine wine
gentle words crash into heartache
drunken palpitations swill
you only lead me willingly
where you know I long to follow
heartened in soothing ways
closed eyes could never feel
dreams of touching souls
incite a tremulous thrill
I can’t help never falling
out of love with you
your presence reach is boundless
spirit pulses through these veins
this destiny bears no granted choice
within soul one love abides
I will always feel your essence
there is nowhere for to hide
adrift within your currents
perpetually moved by your tide
© 2 .09 .2014 ...Harlon Rivers
