End of Day
eyes that travel sweet terrain
shining soft with ecstasy
exploring peaks and valleys
stretched before you
hidden cave, scent of musk
end of day, moon breaks dusk
the traveler reaches passion's summit
slumbering after
Copyright © Jo Bien | Year Posted 2010
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