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Click hereShe came into my bedroom
her nakedness aglow
she posed before my window
Gave me a private show
Her breasts were lit by moonbeams
hair bathed in silver light
I rose to the occasion
And we made love all night.
She came into my bedroom
Just on a month ago
I haven’t seen her since then
But I keep hoping so
Tonight the moon is riding
Bright silver in the sky
As sleep tugs at me gently
A shadow takes my eye
She came into my bedroom
I’m certain it is she
A vixen bathed in moonlight
Is she in love with me?
Silver swirls in midnight curls
Her hair hangs wild and free
Her wraith-like grace in night’s embrace
Wraps me in ecstasy
She came into my bedroom
(The sun is shining bright)
I know I was not dreaming
She stayed all through the night
The scent of her still lingers
I’m going to miss her so
How I’ll yearn for her return
Though there’s a month to go
RogTom
© 2005
Very thought provoking, Roger... was 'she' a dream, a moon spirit who appears only on a full moon... maybe even a young man's lustful imagination after his first wet dream?
Somehow I found this had a very appealing simplicity ... well done. Looking forward to more!