lust – Smith Shine Poetry

The ocean inside

I seized onto those deep-seated eyes, your deliberation,please from me don’t hide. I want all of you, I want to dive into the tide fall to the ocean inside.

Tequila Rose

She was tequila rose, he the Lynchburg oak. She said more with one look, than any word she spoke. Warmth, emancipated by her soul, melts away at the snow. Revealing a taste of what all want to know.