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Midnight Bliss Her warm breath gripped his lungs Feather soft, their tongues entwined Second hand gripped to shaft like time Sticks to a clocks face when the hour shrugs its disguise at the tolling bell Slowly, the shadows swallow the street lamps...whole The pale midnight light source echoes Off the distant ripples of thoughts and Held in coveted love below, Secret lips whisper lust, lust, lust As her voice wavers in dusk And his eyes glimmer with satisfaction Emerald jewels and ruby red tears Caress ridgid remorse, stiffened by hate We turn to welcome our fears at heavens gates......
Posted on: Fri, 31 Jan 2014 18:58:25 +0000

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