Beyond Midnight
Amble with me beyond midnight,
in the abyss; lacking all light.
Allow fingers to be our eyes,
until balmy- golden- sunrise.
Feel supple rose colored lips,
with sensitive fingertips.
Stroke lightly silken hair,
toyed with responsive care.
Embrace passionate caress,
endorsed with fine finesse.
Permit our souls to disappear,
in arms within midnight sphere.
Copyright © 2013 By Caryl S. Muzzey
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