these sad blue eyes
long to see your face
these arms long to hold you
these lips long for your kiss
coming together, passion
our body heat rises
simmering sizzling erupting
in a flash, we are consumed
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Edna St. Vincent Millay
1916
My candle burns at both ends;
It will not last the night;
But ah, my foes, and oh, my friends-
It gives a lovely light!
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2 comments:
Sensuous n beautiful. Also drop by my blog. Have a new poem.
www.deepteshpoetry.blogspot.com
Thank for your kind comment.
Melanie
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