Tides Of Pleasure Poem by Morinanna Wyzard
Tides Of Pleasure
When the wind is cold
And the moon is full
The tides of pleasure
Pull
Desires of the heart
Tell me we never part
Strum the stars
And play me a song
So my heart can beat along
Hear my call
From where you are
My sexy man with a guitar
Dance with me in naked bliss
I long for your kiss
Chain my heart
And bind my wrist
Bodies intertwine
In the darkest midst
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