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The curtains riffled by a breeze, intrudes upon the solitude
 ....Please, let us warn them, if we must, to restrain the hour once again, 
     for we intrust to weave this time to be our sacred interlude

So, a dawning sun lays softly still, resting on the golden hills
softer than a white moth's wing,  ...  sifting light upon the sill

Your hands are guided by the dawn...
no use pretending we will rise, to view the morning sun...
Or that we choose this time to sleep for, less than that, 
 which claims the heart,... comes wild with strokes of fondled touch
the essence, of ecstatic love, ... as old as time itself

And as for now, ...desire's plea,
demands the trace upon my face,  
while other needs will beckon thee
to trace thy fingers eagerly,   .... across my bone and flesh

I beg of thee, suspend all time,  ...with nothing spared
content to hold our secret nest,   ...against the dawn of time

Caressed, by daylight on the crest
a fading moon, will find retreat
as the sun delays, without defeat,... where it remains,  in compromise 

Your whispered breath, upon my ear
will halt the sun, from coming near, ... until we fill our love complete...

                       ..... and then it will arrive



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For Nette Onclaud's Contest: "Softly Sensual"
By Carrie Richards   ...    8/24/13

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