Love Island, a poem by Robert A. Sieczkiewicz

Love Island

Love Island

If given but one wish
It is you I’d ravish
To an island we’d go
Where love would always flow

Our food comes from the sea
I’ll cook for you and me
You would have what you will
Until you’ve had your fill

We’ll watch the sun go down
From our bed on the ground
Made of cushioning moss
With covers spun of floss

In the dark we’ll embrace
With hearts running full pace
We’ll make love through the night
Collapsing at first light

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