the cold of dawn

The Stars slowly

fade into the

darkness of the

lingering dawn

It’s coldness

settling upon

a bed half full

An empty hand

searching for

where passion

had laid

Twisted sheets

lay cold

just a dream

flowing from

dry lips

The soft succulent

form that filled

my arms

just a dream

flowing from

dry lips

The dinner

the dancing

my Lady In Red

just a dream

flowing from

dry lips

A night of

passion

with lingering

kisses

driven by

her scent

forever etched

into my soul

just a dream

flowing from

dry lips

A cold sheet

where

passion

laid

One last breath

filled with

her scent

Fading into the

cold of dawn

in bed

half full

Moist lips

left lingering

in the cold of dawn
#passion#dreams

artist unknown

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