The soul has much to say
Midnight madness...
Drawing
the
curtains
Moonlight
a
must
Raising
my
inhibitions
Senses
par
avance
My
radiant
hostess
One part
Spanish
Jacenta
Two parts
Irish
wildflower
Surrender
oh so
sweet
Speaking
with a
tender touch
she
tells
our story
Her kiss
ends
each chapter
The
silent
minority
I have
only
to listen
My flesh
hears
every word
Midnight sun
illuminates
her skin
A tapestry
I long
to entwine
Something beautiful
this way
comes
A night
such
as this
Reserved
for
dreamers
Created
for
lovers
We are
children
of the same
Time
to
bid adieu
My
lady
awaits
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Midnight madness...
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