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As the soft shadows fall
And the willows Breathe amid the Song of the nightingale,
Come to me, my Love,
Lay down with me
Among the auburn Trance of Tenderest firelight;
Slowly close Your eyes,
That ever Entrance me with the Intensity of their Beauty,
Allow my words spill over You,
Soft Whispers of my Love
To Entice and Tease
To Caress and Please;
Allow the emotion Waiting deep within my breast
To Lavish You
Touching and Beguiling
As I watch Your lips, Smiling,
Hinting at the Fervor
Building Within
As the river of night expands
And the singers of velveteen hours
Serenade these moonlit waves of Indigo Bliss;
Come to me, my Love,
Rest within the Embrace of my Softest Sighs
As a Lingering Delirium
Of honeyed words and claret phrases
Intoxicate Your Passion,
And Share all the Secrets
Of my Love for You.
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~Morgan~
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Beautiful Photograph found on Google Image. Credit Gratefully Acknowledged to the Original photographer. Thank You~
wow…lovely..so passionate
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Delighted you enjoyed it 🙂 Thanks Ever So !
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my pleasure
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Another beauty Morgan. …..just lovely!
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😉 Thank You Penny 🙂 I confess, this is one of my personal favourites!
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love, love, love it.
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🙂 🙂 🙂
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Sensuous.
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Dontcha love when all the emotions come out in words Just Right? 🙂 Thanks ever so much!
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Always a pleasure.
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Deep and sensual!Loved it.
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Thanks ever so much 🙂
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🙂
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Reblogged this on John Cowgill's Literature Site.
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