Posted in Romantic Poetry

Post Paroxysm

Two years of indefatigable brawling

culminated with a passionate kiss.

 He fell for me and I too fell for him

 on the consuming night of bliss.

 Those magnetic eyes of his blew my

mind miles away from realism.

We stood upon the lake of ecstacy

luxuriating in post paroxsym.



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Words are my companions AND Wisdom is my soulmate

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