Oh my Shangri-La
On a smothering summer day in Louisiana,
I breathed as I were in Shangri-La.
You left me behind for a weeklong tour,
to that lost mountain paradise.
I greeted your return as I endure,
all my fervor in disguise.
But my eyes speak love!
But my eyes plead love!
Oh my Shangri-La,
still dwells in Louisiana.
On a smothering summer day in Louisiana,
I breathed as I were in Shangri-La.
I was blinded by your skin,
fair and milky.
I was numbed by your chin,
velvety and silky.
But my heart sees love!
But my heart feels love!
Oh my Shangri-La,
still dwells in Louisiana.
© 4 years ago, xx rhyme • love
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Liz G Lucas - Awh! That's lovely. Nicely written I really enjoyed that. Thanks for sharing. 4 years ago
Matthew Loveland - Wonderful poem. Perhaps one of the best I ever read here. So much emotion and depth, and it reads so well. Thank you for sharing.
Lovely poem 4 years ago
