Midnight Memories
Midnight memories of moonlit bay
When in his arms young passion lay
Beneath the twilight prior to dawn
He the prince and she the swan
With an exchange of funny quips
He craved sweet nectar of her lips
Citrus notes from her perfume
Intoxicating thoughts consume
Ignited passion in their eyes
Fuelled by fun and restful sighs
Just one touch upon her skin
Awoke the lust and carnal sin
Now love cascades down delicate flesh
Like cellist and cello bodies mesh
Entangled dreams and shared desires
Merging in those raging fires
Exploding waves upon the rocks
It’s open now, Pandora’s box
Friendship gone - it’s something else
What happens when the passion melts?!
October 27th 2019
Midnight Aurora
Thank you to Curtis Moorman whose early morning quips inspired me to write this :)
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