Unbridled passion in field there show
As lovers face to hold and kiss
Left to thine own eyes to know
What’s meant by sharing lover’s bliss
Albeit then the sun descends
Upon the two who lie and sleep
As dreams enact and bodies mend
I watch and wait, while there they keep
The one true sign of love, they sleep
Embraced in hold… each other to keep
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Author:
Michael (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: August 25th, 2023 07:41
- Category: Love
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Comments1
The afterglow of love so sweet, with tenderness replete. Beautifully written my friend.
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