And a moon lit sky
Nostalgic for a lost lover
Cradled in my arms once over
Enduring the bliss from which I once recovered
Making the hairs stand on my neck
Engaging in a lust that will leave me a wreck
Tormenting my soul, in ways,
Only I can know
Hazardous lust under rain clouds
Enigmatic kisses behind a foggy shroud
Moonlight flickers behind trees
Omniscient presence watching from above
Only us and our secrets between the light and us
No one need know we painted the night red, in lust.
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