A Passionate Retreat
A PASSIONATE RETREAT
My mind was merely pondering
waves caressing rock.
Moonlight came dancing
through caves that pirates sought.
Everything is magic
to lovers after dark
who hover in the shadows afraid
someone will know their heart.
Your longing eyes lead me
away from the bright light.
My warm lips open softly
to you on this cold night.
The sea unfurls her petticoats
and throws them at our feet.
You hold me close within your arms,
a passionate retreat.
Time becomes an enemy
counting out each kiss.
Who could say goodbye
on a night like this?
Janet Marie Bingham
Copyright © Janet Bingham | Year Posted 2018
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