Rendezvous
Down in New Orleans.
Back among the magnolia trees.
A rendezvous at midnight.
Under the golden moonlight.
We lay by the river in our lover's place.
You hold me in the darkness.
Me lost in your warm embrace.
Your kisses a sweet caress,
love should happen like this.
With only starlight to witness
your body in hot demand
as mine comes apart in your hands.
ALesiach © 01/15/2016
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