A Yearling Heart

effortlessly we cut a rug in the beautiful moonlight it was one of those perfect nights you never forget among the starlight scattered and spinning on the dance floor the sweet remains of our lovely night dancing we wandered the soft side of night in eachother's arms it was like having a yearling heart all over again it was like being in love for the first time all over again with my head nestled on her bare shoulder like discovering what it was like being with a woman the first time a long beautiful moment that lasted forever in my yearling heart that wrote a lifetimes love affair just in those precious moments in her arms such is the intoxicating beauty that is my lover such is the occult magic of womanhood that i thirst so much for that i adore so deeply that is the root of all love poems the beauty of a woman's heart we wandered the soft side of night in eachother's arms dancing embraced in eachother's love forever more © 2016 mark john junor all rights reserved