Eve of love, morn of rain, the softest lips, my kiss remains,
Upon your mouth, so firm and red,
Desires of sweat and love ahead.
Bring me to your wondering mind,
Closer then the heal of time,
To warm your mood, of brodened stay.
My love for you remains.
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Author:
RSM (Pseudonym) (
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Comments1
A love poem in wording that feels classic of an emotion that has filtered through time. A lovely write and a fave
Thank you eminently.
You are most welcome
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