Bedroom Rhapsody, Collaboration By Mel Merrill and Casarah Nance
My angel wakes to dew drops through her misty, bedroom eyes,
Of what she dreams, the stars it seems, as begins the dawn's reprise.
Her ruby lips ignite a spark, and beg a gentle kiss,
This thing I crave, to love a slave, and until her waking miss.
Passion welling deep inside as she holds me tenderly,
As the cockcrow grants an added verse to our bedroom melody.
Sweet heat her touch upon my face, weathered by life's earnest way,
Made young again by love's refrain, as the lilting notes replay.
Ah to wake, perchance to sing, though now and then off key...
Still we harmonize to dawn's reprise--our bedroom rhapsody!
A collaboration between Mel Merrill and Casarah Nance
6-17-14
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