In the Soft Veil of the Night
The perfection of your lips, they leave me not..
I have traced them a thousand times..
With closed eyes, my empty hands have caressed the curves of your silken shore..
I have lost self within the dark pools of your haunting eyes..
Want fills the vessel of I..
Your scent, that sweet fragrance of desire, filling my mind in fever..
On tongue tip simmers your nectar, fulfilling..
Two breaths as one, our bodies the same..
Wetness and warmth, swallowing stone...
I have drowned within you..
Your soft petals covering..
Drawing forth the rising of man..
Wrapped in your hunger..
I am afloat, in the soft veil of the night....TAH
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