Cloaked within the cover of tree

and the shadows of weaving leaf

Mix the moon and blend the stars

Feeding this aching world of ours

Plays the touch of kindling need

Bend thy head to brush my cheek

Lips of tender would hover so close

That passion's breath leads it's host

Poetry in motion of heart and mind

Links a chain within raptures time

As arms entwine from splendor's song

Fragrantly blooms the scented bond

Sweetest of knot tied to length

The breadth of night winks in sync

As true of heart did touch my soul

Melting 'neath your cradled hold

Kisses from savory lip tenderly lay

Never shall they leave my mortal taste

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The Beginning...

LadyLeoness

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