Saturday, 3 March 2018

a kiss amiss



how could i imagine to miss
the rise of the sun and its morning rays kiss
to replace that of a lover amiss
that knew to make my sleep bliss
for throughout the night of rest
my dreams a perfect erotic fest
where his body and mine
in unity divine
did know each other to love
for deep sleep such dreams did behove.
and thus to the morning wake
the desire of its offer, with zest to take
in place of a lover amiss
and thus the suns morning kiss.

RB.





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