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 Leaves rustle in the forest as the red hawk leaves her nest Softly padding through the darkness The grey wolf follows the red hawk's flight Silent words fly through the night air Speaking to hearts locked in silence A single candle burns unattended A solitary watchman against the night No eyes to see the flicker of passion Quick to rise and slow to die A door swings softly in the gentle wind As a shadow moves swiftly down the darkling path Eyes of amber fire mark her footsteps The silhouette of a woman printed on the moon Moonlight silver is the gown she wears A crown of stars her ornament A gentle hand rises to beckon the hawk Soft laughter ripples like an evening stream The wolf's head turns; the strong hand of his master Swift and silent, cautiously approaching The silvered dream awaiting in silence Hands move softly, lips touch The night is swallowed by passionate fire Till moonset and then disappears A gentle breeze, the candle gutters Darkness and silence as the door swings shut Soft wings trace the night air As a mournful howl pierces the silence A single shadow under the forest eave Turns and moves silently into the night |
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 Like our love unfolding so carefully Slowly trusting - thoughts compelling - anxiously blooming Fragile is the inner feelings Journey searched by single steps Trusting love so fragile Feelings like sweet perfume of bouquet so fragrant Mingles with strange sweetness Elusive like spring into summer Petals delicate - so fragile Beauty beyond understanding Holds trust love everlasting by Marc Hedges |
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 your lashes close.... the wings of sleep caress you a gentle song whispers in your mind of silent pools and moonlight walking slowly by the water's edge hand in hand... alone the call of night echoing across the water stars our only witness as bodies meet and lips touch gentle fire burning deep together again with daybreak comes another ending and a new beginning awaits spells are woven anew and again you will be drawn to the water's edge beneath the silent sky to meet, to love your lady enchantress |
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 so swiftly the days pass... hearts and minds uniting passion blooming, unfolding becoming a fire unlike any other burning into my soul your spirit welds to mine from stranger to friend to lover you own my heart and capture my soul your gentle words bring me to my knees your strong voice bows my head your slightest touch brings forth a whisper "Beloved" |
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 feeling the warmth of your eyes on me fire courses through my body awaiting my lover's touch claiming, possessing all that is me your words guide my body, my mind leading me into your secret place where i become only yours lifting me... touching a single touch and i shiver needing to feel you, to be taken you touch and taste...then command my lips to taste yours gently freeing your passion soft hands caress and hold as lips, tongue and teeth become your pleasure yours to command and own sweet submission |
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by Rober Louis Stevenson by Edgar Allen Poe |
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