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Kiss the moonlight In a blush of love her trembling heart fluttered Under his spell. Where he went, where she let Him go, a matter of consent, a willing conspiracy Between fingers and flesh, she hurrying his Advances, he reading her appetite for love perfectly
The night was warm and the moon in a voluptuous Mood, big, bright, perfectly formed and so very sexy They watched as its light slowly advanced across the Pillow slipping into the narrowest of gaps between Them and in a moment of sheer ecstasy she glowed As he touched the moonlight, cupped the moonlight Kissed the moonlight
This was their dream, this their reality:
I love you but can't touch you for the ocean in Between, we talk each night, the phone goes quiet I listen as you breathe. I'm over here, you're over There, so far beyond my reach, I hesitate, the hour Is late, goodnight God bless my sweet
I love you but can't hold you you're five thousand Miles away, we often write, try to be light, but Heartache fills the page. I too want to be near you I too need your embrace, I too want every part of You, today, tonight, always
I love you but can't love you in the way I'd love to Do, I'd love to tell you all my dreams and nestle Next to you. Untie a bow, so very slow, a kiss to Pass the time, a nightie on a pillow, your body
Next to mine
© Joseph G Dawson Vote for this poem
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