Arriving After Midnight Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak
Arriving After Midnight
Watching, thinking about being held, dancing throughout
the evening, a sort of foreplay leading to love making
after midnight.
Feeling like being in depths of the wild west, abandon-
ing selves to the beats of hooves hitting everyone in
measures of music.
Enticing desires and passion ever higher, heightening
them so much that it hurts so good, hoping to have a
great time tonight.
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