Doorbell ringing
summertime singing
laughter
without lov
let’s ask Mrs. Nature
to rain, a kind of thundering hell
from above..
Kiss kiss lying on
soft moist grass in an euphoric
romantic twist …
As we whisper sweetness
between dividing our thoughts
which fall across us, a scent of lavender.
in a loving kind mist…
Just another lazy night
of sexual, erotic passion
before early dawn
as our night move on…
An our tortured bodies
crave the morning light…
Me an You
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