For Love Will Sometimes Slumber
For love will sometimes slumber
In the silence of the commonplace
Let down its guard, wipe its brow, relax
As passion naps within a flowered bed
Contented in the comfort of the now
Its glowing ember playing in the breeze
As dreams of scented aura haunt its sleep
Time and distance make old lovers weep
For kisses that teased love’s once turgid skin
Beneath a moon that calls them once again
To dance beneath its ember shadowed glow
And satiate the lust of loving’s need
Let down its guard, wipe its brow, relax
In the silence of the commonplace
For love will sometimes slumber
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