Sunday, January 20, 2013

A Lady’s Whisper to Her Love

Night with the darkness to its zenith,
My temptations are high to the heavens.
Sensuality washes through me under blue satin sheets,
Arousing  sensation penetrate my veins.

My beloved one, leave me nor, keep me sustained,
Beget what I have lost in feeling them.
Bring me back what I need,
Leave me not evermore. 



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