Inside the Moonlit Greenhouse: Part I
An ineffable latibule from the brutalness of life
Where two come together and share their great strife
Hidden in darkness of the void of the night
Is where the moon buds into a spotlight
Surrounded by colors of cornflowers, poppies and roses
As lovers join hip in most romantic of poses
In that suspended moment not a sound can be heard
Frozen in time, the uniting of lovebirds
As she stares into her eyes, breasts meeting breasts
All the worries in the world are forced to a rest
Hand grabbing hand, they transform into a dance
So natural the sight, caught in perfect trance
Stripped of all clothes, nothing comes between
Soulmates bound together, their light a bright beam
A crimson ribbon holding them wrist to wrist
Living together in awe inspiring bliss
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