Summer eve

And so this summer eve
filled with heavy heat
and Isis' barque overhead
sailing cross the diamond sky
beckons me to sweet repose
to join you in a dusky stroll
where reality can buckle and roll
into desires sweetest treat
of tangled sheets upon a bed
and lovers moans and soft sighs
passion unfurled like the most fragrant rose
Опубликовано Teasyme
10 лет назад
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кому: BlackTun70 : So glad you can picture this. Hee
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Reading what you wrote I could see myself on a virgin island .... I can still smell the rose :smile:
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кому: mandroid30 : I adore you my sweet mandroid. :grinning:
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the last line is so beautiful and so rarely covered in any writing related to passion, love or erotica for that matter. The scent of love! The lingering scent that fills the air after making love!You have described it so beautifully. Though the scent is rather musky, the comparison to fragrant rose is sweet enough. x
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