The Edge of Love

Halloween background with moon

The Edge of Love
Form: Tennyson-Turner’s Sonnet

Three words she said beneath the autumn moon,
and touched my soul with softly whispered sighs,
a breathless moment cast on mystic rune
my mind askew before my heart replies.
Above the Northern Lights where winter sleeps,
my joy can find no words to give my voice
as to her gentle kiss my spirit leaps
so shall my loving heart declare its choice.
The shining stars ascend above the land
are vaguely dimmed compared to love tonight,
within my heart I feel her words incite
my own; as on the edge of love I stand.
When in her eyes I see tribade delight
my fingers reach to slowly grasp her hand



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