The Call of the Night
THE CALL OF THE NIGHT
When night comes
We become loose
Our body wrapped together
Going up and down touching
You moan your heart out
And I, in control of the act.
Longs for the day dies in our heart
In the comfort of night whisper
My eyes are closed, your ears covered
In the inner court of our heart, we see each
Other as the night calls for love and romance
You're my night and day, obim.
Copyright © John Chizoba Vincent | Year Posted 2015
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