In the great flood of love
Like the rush of the sea comes a great
Flood of love, unstoppable tides drive
A wild urge to touch. Abroad on a wave
That craves naked release, in the eye of a
Storm, in the arms of a dream.
She wants you, you know so, you need
Her so bad, did you think to ignore love?
Did you think that you can? You don’t
Have the power to resist when love calls,
It’s not in your gift, and in fact never was.
A silhouette fancy, a heart-stopping light,
Curves that you know will be all yours
Tonight. Curves that ignite a love-storm
In your mind, a rush now to reach her, a
Race with the tide.
Through waves of raw passion make sense
If you will, of the falling sensation, the swirl,
And the spill. No words are required save a
Whispered ‘come on’, take all that there is
In the great flood of love.
© Joseph G Dawson
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