Two Lovers I - New Years Eve
He wakes with darkness in the firmament
An enticing shadow coming to his bed
Sobering him, loving him
Conveying soft whispers
Her breath sweet with
The night's refreshments
Deep lingering soft kisses
Reassuring sensual sentiments
Her hair a dark blanket
Covering him
Wrapping him in her desire
Increasing blood's fire
His arms cling to her strongly
They spiral higher
Their bodies express
What whispers lack
He suddenly knows as fact
He's never really been in love before
But now he's swallowed in its blisses
Sweetly ensorcelled in its magic
It will be a wonderful new year.
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