My heart is a swing
You ride it freely
Soaring to great heights
Higher than the treetops
Above the people below
Touch the clouds, tickle them.
You are beyond me too
My heart is an ocean wave
You surf along my edges
Teasing, twirling, balancing
Moving with me but always
Above, me and my arms
That crash empty on the sand.
You revel in your antics
My heart is an ice cream stick
You wrap your fingers around
Warm moist your lips
Refreshed at last on a hot sunny day
Melting me, relishing me
Taking all I have.
You leave no trace of me
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Superb, I loved the poem. Wonderful images.
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