~Blush of Midnight~

 

Fever is burning deep within the soul,

feelings of passion coming undone beyond control

When we speak of the moment

do we dare reach into those folders, untouched.

 

The fragrant rose petals, silken and the flush of skin.

Two hearts melting inside chambers of unbridled love.

A stage is set comfortable for two hearts losing control.

A run away train from whence there is no return.

 

When the twilight escapes to our eyes

and the magnolia drift soft around us.

Stars spill lustrous gifts floating free.

Our sighs a soft whispers our love spilling round.

 

Falling together on the soft dew kissed ground.

Inside the moments of come hither

and soft brushed with passions dance.

Bodies twine in the blushed pale of the moon and midnight.

 

 

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[Deborah Shepard]

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