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Position:Home>Poetry> Stand the reign: poem?Question:when it reigns it pours crystal tears hit the floor as you control me you're my one and only perched so high in the sky are these violet lights that are a subtle reflection of your eyes but when it's cloudy and mirky and i can not see when i need somebody to comfort me i embrace the darkness in the heavens above as it reigns down on me i feel unconditional love cleanse me with your tears my angel please erase all of my fears show me how to be near you so that i may be safe as it continues to reign drowning in this ominpotent solicitude this ponderous burden of loving you has weakened me down to my knees but that's fine by me for this passionate sovereignty has led me to believe that it's alright to be taken to new heights by these waves of ecstasy i feel inside i sit a glass bowl outside to capture this down pour of rapture this reign will never end but that's okay as long as you're the ruler my lover, my friend Best Answer - Chosen by Asker: when it reigns it pours crystal tears hit the floor as you control me you're my one and only perched so high in the sky are these violet lights that are a subtle reflection of your eyes but when it's cloudy and mirky and i can not see when i need somebody to comfort me i embrace the darkness in the heavens above as it reigns down on me i feel unconditional love cleanse me with your tears my angel please erase all of my fears show me how to be near you so that i may be safe as it continues to reign drowning in this ominpotent solicitude this ponderous burden of loving you has weakened me down to my knees but that's fine by me for this passionate sovereignty has led me to believe that it's alright to be taken to new heights by these waves of ecstasy i feel inside i sit a glass bowl outside to capture this down pour of rapture this reign will never end but that's okay as long as you're the ruler my lover, my friend The Reign, your ruler. Beautiful!!! Your the sovereign, the servant, Majestic. That HIT me. Truly. the Rain is our Savior and our Ruler, Lovely comparison for a person. Keep Posting. Will Watch!!! This reads like a bad rap rather than a poem. sorry. It's the continual stream of a beat rather than a flowing idea or emotion or description. your descriptive words are too grandiose, they over power the intended idea of being in love. |