Do you rest restless
with no night kiss?
I blow one in your direction
continents and battlefields away
carried on fond memories
I dream we dine in night's kitchen
of soups divine and love's wine
on desert sand, dark and still, on us,
starlight and burning desire shine
until dawn's waking sun
lulls us, two lovers, to sleep.
I dream we dine in night's kitchen of soups divine and love's wine Rachel Ann Butler
nice cooking in the kitchen with flame of desire and passion...great.. Ency Bearis
Romance is in the air around the night Kitchen. well written a great read thankyou. Regards Dave T
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passionate date. i love that. thanks.md 10 for you