Rendezvous
Sun is beating
Body's heating
Await the meeting
Of my love
Thoughts are fleeting
Touches needing
Eyes are pleading
For my love
Now he enters
In he saunters
Bearing favours
For his love
Copyright © Donna Golden | Year Posted 2009
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