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The Day of Love

When the morning does breathe 
And the darkness does flee
I feel the desire within...
As I caress you once again...

This is the morning of love...

When the sun beats down
Upon the ground
Together we embrace...
As I touch your lovely face...

This is the afternoon of love...

Beneath the ebony of the night
Upon you, I set my sight
Bodies become one...
As a web of passion is spun...

This is the night of love...

Slowly... drifting... off...until...

The next day of love

Copyright © | Year Posted 2019




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