Poem By Jeronica Alston
As gentle as a newly blossomed flower, flowing with the breeze. The feeling of joy from you, I perceive, ceases all things. The tenderness of your lips arouse my mind sensually to a point where it could break, knowing that you could take
me to my wildering desires, where you set fire to my soul and mind. In turn baby I want to deliver you from reality to a place totally enchanted, full of love and tranquility, rarely inhabited by man, fresh and a newed land--Serenity
And in this land I want you to stay and be, forever hopelessly in love with me.