Midnight Verses

"Magical mysteries at times, simply have to be accepted"

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Slipping into the

midnight of our verses

My muse pours out her soul

she begs me to devour her

as she offers herself before me

Our love language

spoken through guttural sounds

craving adventure

She is free

to cross my boundaries

and savor my heart in flight

Our shared poetry seeps into

our bewitched moans like fire

and in this magic moment

Pleasures slice

so deep within

we scream with delirium

Reborn lovers

wrapped in lusts cries

thrusting into new dimensions

of our carnal lives

Published 1 year ago

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