Sweet Mude
Sweet Muse
Dream of dreams, your moonlit eyes
The way you smile; oh, that grin
Wonderful, waiting surprise
Waits behind those eyes, within
The depths of your sad soul
Longing for the touch of fire
A lover to make you whole
A woman to stir those desires
Hmmm, sweetness melts on my lips
The taste of muscadine wine
The way my hands grip your hips
Oh, my muse and, my Goddess Devine
@JenniferEtheridge
Copyright © Jennifer Gibbs-Etheridge | Year Posted 2024
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