314a15e9c7299d3625cd96354748a39dThe moonlight magical

The darkness clinging

I just dream you into being

Your lips breath on my face

Soft and moist

Love’s kiss plays on skin

Sweet as hope and wishes

Kisses fall softly

Too tender to be true

Like the touch of rain

A whisper upon my skin

I spin apart

Eyes and lips and heart

Scatter enchantment and star shine

Break brightly

Once upon a time

‘Tis but the realm of you

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Not much to tell, antisocial, bipolar, loner, poet. That's me in 4 word's.

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