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A Triolet Tryst: a Collab With Eileen Manassian
The sun slides down the crimson sky. I watch the shadows on her face. The sea is calm, the seagulls cry. The sun slides down the crimson sky. My hand is resting on her thigh Below the silk and braided lace. The sun slides down the crimson sky. I watch the shadows on her face. The evening star comes out to see My love who tempts with warm caress. The moon is chiding, "Let them be". The evening star comes out to see The hands that bind eternity; They stray beneath my flowing dress. The evening star comes out to see My love who tempts with warm caress. There is no rush, the night is long. We know that time is on our side. An understanding to prolong. There is no rush, the night is long. Controlling feelings that are strong; We know that they won’t be denied. There is no rush, the night is long. We know that time is on our side. The tide of passion ebbs and flows Like ocean swell, and then recedes. His ardour for fulfilment grows. The tide of passion ebbs and flows. For full release my body pleads. He sends me high; he makes me glow. The tide of passion ebbs and flows Like ocean swell, and then recedes. ----------------------------------------------- A co-write: Paul Callus & Eileen Manassian @ June 2015
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