Midnight ~

And memories of you

Come floating back to me

I awoke that night

Feeling the warmth of you

Nestled in your arms

Our breaths mingling in harmony.

Moonlight ~

And it bathed your silky skin

Glistening like the sweat

That had bathed you earlier

As we made love

Our bodies moving

In an ancient rhythm.

Midnight ~

And my bed is empty

The room is cold

Yet your scent lingers

To taunt me

And to make me miss you

Even more.

 

 

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