A Twerriffic Twilight

A romantic rainbow painted the silver skies,
whilst my charms held her and arms pulled the gaze of her eyes,
as we danced daringly in the drizzle,
and smiled mixing our heat with the sizzle
of the sun that dried the wet drops
that fell on our wet kisses' head tops.
And we stopped and looked once more at rainbow skies,
that painted as well a colourful love in our betaken eyes.

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poem by Mark Anthony St. Rose
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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