Lawrence S. Pertillar
Silent Is The Afterglow - Poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
Silent is the rush that is hushed,
When dew to witness at dawn appears.
And it is clear the satisfaction of it,
Does not disappoint the ones...
Coming to face The Sun when they awaken,
From a bliss to reach and meet perfectly matched.
Silent is the afterglow to show with a doing done,
From a heated love to make let loose to slow its hold.
And silent become the moans of passion released,
Unleashed completely in unquestioned ecstacy!
To be repeated between those who know,
The meaning of being at 'one' with another and fulfilled.
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