Your Lips

My desire is laced with golden rays
of light woven in the morning sun,
shining softly upon my lips
and cheeks.

Your lips,
sweet petals,
gentle and warm,
confess the dreams of
your soul.

The soul of an angel,
my angel,
spreads through me
and lifts me away somewhere
to a new horizon where
I am your king

I love your way and the
new horizon of dreams
in which I am your king
and you are my only queen,
my princess, my everything.
With this poem I wish you
a beautiful morning.
I love you.
Written: Maxima

Author: Maxima

Maxima is a pseudonym I've been using to authenticate my work. I’m a writer, poet, literary critic, and author of several booksIn addition , poetry as a basic form of literary creation ,writes short stories , aphorisms , literary criticism . ( Don't Let Tears Kiss My Face )( Between Shadows ) Poems written by Maxima have been translated into: English, French and Spanish As hobbies, I have a passion for photography and creating meaningful videos. In this site you will likewise see showcase my video creativity. Thank you for dropping by! Feel free to follow; feel free to comeback! With love Maxima

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