Delighting In Temptations Of Inner Desires Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Sparkling and glittering in depths of the Wagon Yard
where everyone is having a grand time, holding hands,
arms wrapped around one another in bonds of love.

At times all kinds of kisses and words whispered into
the night, silent whisperings of sweet little nothings
being sent into ears of love.

Delighting in temptations of inner desires, feeling a
fire beginning to be fanned with passion as people now
gather onto the dance floor in hopes of true love before
the night is over.