ROMANTIC RAP




I waiver
and
shiver
to drown
in your river

Your skin
is my sin,
your blood
is akin
to the flood
within

I struggle
while
I juggle
a broken heart
amidst another
tussle

Your faces
are pages
for verses
appeasing
my rages

Your body
holds the glory
found in flowers
and the beauty
for all the hours

I am the contrast
in the present,
who swoons last
of the decadent,
let's dance to the past!

I have the air
between the words
and the flair
to square the swords,
an affinity to the rare.

The path to your forest
in clouds and dreams
behind the unrest
lead to the seams
of your treasured zest.

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