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Darling You Send Me

After the calling of twilight, the illuminating moon sits high      
Blue majestic skies to surrender unto Heaven’s sweetest surprise        
Captivating felines roaming in search of its handsome prey        
Delighted in fusing, sentiments be that it may        
Enchanted blandishments to utter for the taking makes life worth living        
Fervent emotions of tender giving, sentiments spinning        
        
Glorious beauty to behold        
Hopes, dreams, aspirations the soul consoles        
In the revered scrolls you will find the benevolence of my creed        
Justifiable in the journey as my mouth speaks for my faith to believe        
King of Spade searching high and low for this Queen of Heart        
Lustful interactions, blending, palms bridged, creating a masterful work of art        
       
Moans and groans, echoing in the realm of time        
Nirvana’s stairway we climb, bodies surrender unto, by fate’s designs        
Over the rainbow you suspend the core of my mind, intoxicating my soul like fine wine        
Poetic caresses you scribble of over my skin, again and again        
Quiet touches as you slide in, merging souls, as the flight of passion for us begins        
       
Resting in the cove of my silken Chi, before the dusk of dawn rapture will be gently felt
So handsome he stands as he steals my labored breath, my heart, oh, he tenderly melts        
Tantalizing me in the heights of undulated pleasure        
Unified temples we become, falling to the will of his spirit no other man can measure        
Vowing to love me, inspiring the sacredness of my carnal needs        
       
Whispering in my ear, not to have any fears, we bow unto mercy ordained by the stratosphere        
Xenodochy is my principle, may you be blessed as we meet and asunder my dear        
Ying to my beautiful Yang he is, a blown kiss in the wind, it floats forevermore          
Zealot with compassion to have a soft spot in one’s heart for
Author's Note
When I was having that alphabet soup, I never thought that it would pay off.

Vanna White
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