Time To Touch
Time to Touch
To be within the circle of your
arms,
Surrounded by your Arcadian
charms,
Perhaps both of us naked
near a stream,
Stars outside sparkling on a
warm autumnal eve.
Bound for eternity, that mortals
Never understand.
They think love~ means a
thing and demands a gold wedding
band.
We are not so mundane, nor
Do we melt in the rain.
Desire, passion, music is our
ring.
And being older, we just laugh
and have lascivious sex,
While all our fellow humans
Sadly, live a life of Texts.
Baaaaah!
Copyright © Panagiota Romios | Year Posted 2019
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