In the light of evening shade
A ray of silver gently lays
Upon a bead of moisture frought
From passion's pang
Secure and caught
From the shadows a mistress maid
Bends to lick each silver bead
Takes his lips in raw delight
To draw his moans into the night.
Susan
That warm Georgian air sure is charged with passion and fire..:)
You give a new meaning to the words passion and romance, in this exquisitely beautiful pen..
The butterfly and peacock feathers graphic provide a dazzling and eye catching blend..
Love
Peter
A young widow joins her aunt’s house-restoration project in the wilderness, determined to take a stand for independence, but two men have different plans for her—and so does God.
WOW!!!!!!!!!!! A passionate, excellent write that leaves me breathless. Well done!
(((HUGS))) and love, Karla.
Ron
Felix
eT
~~poetic art is far more than just words~~
~~martin~~
Love Tinka
That warm Georgian air sure is charged with passion and fire..:)
You give a new meaning to the words passion and romance, in this exquisitely beautiful pen..
The butterfly and peacock feathers graphic provide a dazzling and eye catching blend..
Love
Peter