tagErotic PoetryNight Scene

Night Scene


SHe sat up straight and looked around
In hopes to find out where the sound
Was coming from that called her name
The room was empty, she's all alone
And yet she's sure she heard the moan
That soft and low and called her name
To the window and open the curtain
TO know for sure to be quite certain
Who or what it was that called her name
The night air wrapped around her skin
And through the silk so light and thin
And again she heard something call her name
The chill went through her limb to limb
Thinking back to remember him
That held her close and called her name
The way he kissed her neck at night
The way he squeezed warm and tight
And especially the way he called her name
She closed her eyes and bit her lip
She felt his hand beneath her slip
And again and again he called her name
Aroused by long forgotten scenes
Of cast of shirts and torn off jeans
And the way he moaned and called her name
Beneath the covers of the night
Hid from eyes and piercing light
She removed her clothes and called his name

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