Meet Me, Romeo At Sunset
Waiting for you in a gown of golden brocade,
With roses adorning my aubun tresses.
Don't hesitate, come smell them, Romeo!
Ah, they are ready for you and indeed
So intoxicatingly velvet and precious.
Run your luscious hands through my locks,
That are all eternally yours.
Including my young body in this finely woven frock.
The night is indeed warm and getting dimmer.
Come, Romeo, to me,and make my blood simmer!
5/26/2019
12:45am PST
Copyright © Panagiota Romios | Year Posted 2019
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