Prelude To Love
We've been slow dancing
romancing in subtle prelude
Wooed by cravings in our eyes
hypnotized in amorous flirt
Assertive glances sparked by embers
remembrances of a burning fire
desired remnants of heated passion
Fashioned whispers, calling our names
claiming our hearts to beat as one
none has requited or sated
Abated our harvests of love yet to reap
Deep and lonely have been our nights
Blighted from cold and empty arms
Palm to palm we feast on each other
smothered by longing; a sense of belonging
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