Rendezvous
Wait
until
twilight fades.
We’ll rendezvous
under the flickering magical moon.
Lead me afoot, pathless woods where you choose,
Lay me gently
on earth’s cool
soft berth
Lace
our
fingers,
and whisper
sweet love poems
and slowly yield to deep rapture whimpers
7/19/2016
Copyright © Eve Roper | Year Posted 2016
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