Softly beneath silken locks
a brush’d and blushing skin
neck and ear flow to lips
tender kissed by passing whimencircling arms gently press
binding loves creation
fingertips to subtle bliss
under moonlight’s proclamation

held so free as bodies trace
that ancient primal dance
gently now and slowly grace
this most seductive trance

beat the tempo of the soul
to come so high again
the single darkest piece of coal
was what the diamond once had been

(not updated, still happy with original)

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