
Under the moon lit night
Crackling fire
Obscured by the burning wood
Smoke filled tears
Of a moment in time
When i thought he may be mine
And I his
His wish to be
Free with me
Locked in the fantasy
Of snowy nights
Lost in a cabin
His soft lips on mine
Drenched in wine
In a drunken fantasy
Of pent up desire
The heat of his body
Immersed with mine
Climatic state
Never to rewind
A love so passionate
One wishes to find
At least once in a lifetime
Come love me! xoxo
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Reblogged this on By the Mighty Mumford and commented:
ALAS…!
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