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Goddess of night
begins her flight
overshadows a laden moon
lovers excite
yearn to unite
young romantics swoon


The magic of dusk
the smell of sweet musk
awakens their primal senses
Mortals undone
as the waning sun
frees them from all defenses

Darkness stirs
the breeze concurs
and heightens each sensation
A whisper of skin
and the fire within
awakes imagination

With scented bait
that cannot sate
a torment beyond measure
floating, falling,
rapture calling
to find the hidden treasure

The pearl's seed
a throbbing need
sweet intoxication
Cries for release
echoes increase
in sweetest desperation

Goddess in flight
savors the sight
catches the exhalation
the gasp of desire
that quenches the fire
of rapture's celebration


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Posted by: Renee D Frey
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Joy n Poem Reviewed by Renee D Frey on 1:07 PM Rating: 5 Goddess of night begins her flight overshadows a laden moon lovers excite yearn to unite young romantics swoon The magic of dusk the smell o...

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