Predawn Of The Night

by Munir Mezyed   Jan 3, 2006


In the Predawn of the Night
I hear your voice
Whisper
I love you
Floating across your luscious lips..
I feel your silky touch caressing me,
Making me shiver,
While a gentle breeze flutters over me
The look in your eyes is so soft,
so passionate
Full of love and eagerness
Inflaming my passion and desire
Making my flesh burn.
I call your name
Come, let me love you and savor this beauty.
As I hold you in my arms
My arousal for you increases;
I intend to make all your fantasies come true
And drift away in this predawn of the night

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