Midnight Memories

Midnight memories of moonlit bay When in his arms young passion lay Beneath the twilight prior to dawn He the prince and she the swan With an exchange of funny quips He craved sweet nectar of her lips Citrus notes from her perfume Intoxicating thoughts consume Ignited passion in their eyes Fuelled by fun and restful sighs Just one touch upon her skin Awoke the lust and carnal sin Now love cascades down delicate flesh Like cellist and cello bodies mesh Entangled dreams and shared desires Merging in those raging fires Exploding waves upon the rocks It’s open now, Pandora’s box Friendship gone - it’s something else What happens when the passion melts?! October 27th 2019 Midnight Aurora Thank you to Curtis Moorman whose early morning quips inspired me to write this :)