
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
.
The
Beginning...
LadyLeoness


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