orange glows in the night
a brief flare of bright
before it pales back to a steady pulse
tendrils waft and snake
as she basks in the night warmth
on a bed of grass and scent of salt spray
skin shines in passion slick shimmer
hair free an untamed mane that falls
delicate and thick about her nape
stars that feel like ours hang in a backdrop
horizon the cool lull of waves lap at the shore
crack
of moscato seal breaks the silence
as we dance with decadent desires
beneath the moon and its twin
that shatters upon the shift of
current and time
we dine on each others lips
the taste of wine
merges with the taste of her
becomes the taste of us
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Wow !!!
High 5-ed !
sorry I was late in commentin' on this : must be my France Trance !?
Love "Stars that feel like ours" both for sonics and for concept
Excellent
Imagery and romantic writing
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