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,
A Poet's Haven 
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