To the sombre beat's vibration
a waterfall of flavor washes over me
memories of stolen kisses before dawn;
a severed pleasure pulled disobediently
Oh how I long for the night
and her sweet honey sent moon
soft ambient candlelit sanctuary
where vast hearts and minds
play a succulent tune
My lover
she brings me peace
in the grand of her eye and her soul
seducing manhood into submission
all the while
securing favors gone out of control
My lover
she brings me peace
in her ever soothing touch
a branch reached out to the tip
holding on through the wind
and it is here
every drop of her existence, I sip
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