Morning Breaks
Morning Breaks
Madness attended, donning grayish, flowing robes
Over the seductive scent of humid lust,
Rippling through the ghost like flash dance
Needy with the thirst for sun’s fulfillment.
Insatiably moistening pursed, begging, lips
No longer coy vixen, playing cat and mouse but
Greedy harlot - opening – awaiting - seeking
Breath of morning lights false dawn,
Rekindling lust’s longing after sunset affair.
Ecstasy, trembling beneath the thinning robes,
Awaiting the tantalizing touch, the golden
Kiss, the full lipped brush of day’s forgiveness,
Soothing love’s ache as Morning Breaks.
John G. Lawless
6/25/2014
for Francine Roberts
Summer Acrostic contest
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