Hidden Love

Black and blue horizon
Color washed from the day
She goes to meet her lover
So long they've been away

The two embrace together
Flesh fills each other's hand
Faint whispers of heated passion
Friction that turns rock into sand

Paralyzing pulsating pleasure
Till the morning lights the way
Separation from one another
Each with a deep desire to stay

 

 

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Suzanne Bliss 2001