Romantic Rhyme Master

Poem By Theresa Ann Moore

I read the poems of a romantic rhyme master…
Hearing words that make my heart beat faster.
I taste the luscious nectar from lips so tender.
I smell the red roses bending sweet surrender.
I see the verses scripted with indelible ink…
I feel the heat of love lifting me to the brink.
I wonder, as I feel a longing for lost affection.
Where is this ideal poetic world of connection?

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