Selene
Swept into the night Selene..
Glistening beads her fragrance
Soft silk sensations warm breast
Sliding kissing soapy, showers; scentful
Dreams collapsing unto that the waiting
Perfumed tiles while the world disappears
The moon melting a hummingbird hovering
Above their windows sill where she cries
Everything is right, pure; into the bedroom
They go and love as she, turns down the lights.
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