Night

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  • Fantasy

    Night

    Dark flashes quiet my mind

    He moves

    Thirst overwhelming

    Sweet seduction, erotically slow

    Over the blood rush, contented

    Two souls bound in images beyond time, sighs in unison

    Daylight overcomes too soon

    Breaking the spell

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    Beautiful1974 commented on Night

    08-19-2009

    Wonderfully said- and perfectly understood. I was able to form a delicious picture myself from your poem.

    yvettelove commented on Night

    07-14-2009

    this is a very interesting poem i enjoyed reading it

    Poetry is when an emotion has found its thought and the thought has found words.

    Robert Frost (1875-1963) American Poet.

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