A Poem of Desire

A Poem of Desire
Form: Roundel

In passions of the heart, the mind lies bare,
And desire burns as coal in amber night,
And nothing is hidden where touches share,
In love's delight.
Moist lips surrendered without a fight,
And that one kiss leaves all senses aware,
Where her gentle lips now nibble and bite.
Her silken caresses as longings dare,
Igniting the passions that crave the night,
Want exposed to her hunger waiting there,
In love's delight.


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