Coconut WineA Poem by Randolf Ramos
To taste your lips with that coconut wine
I'd cross the mountain from time to time Though distilled spirits told me, you love me, with all of your heart. Time and spaces both tears us apart Enfolded by the canopy of my love, As warm and as sweet as the cooing dove Will you tell me not only for this moment you'll cherish me until the end of time I'm afraid it will vanish in mists of that coconut wine. © 2010 Randolf Ramos |
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