'the Warmth of Twilight'
'Ere the sun sinks
and thy love falls endless
may this moment pause in beauty
to ponder thy kisses
My scarlet rose of love
betake my spirit truly
as twilight falls gently
at last my heart sings
II
I thirst for thy comfort
and drown in pure harmony
for our passion shall prevail
into morning tenderness
Warmth of thy hands
bring craving for desire
feel my barren skin
against thy pale hands
July 4, 2017
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