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My moonlit lady

I hold her close and kiss her wavy hair
And whisper love into her hidden ears
I tell her of the life that we could share
And softly breathe away her hidden fears

I hear her legs as they are wrapped round mine
I feel the warmth that melts from her to me
Our thoughts and bodies will now intertwine
No-one else could ever set me free

Her lips are raised and parted for my touch
As we lay down on moonlit riverside
"I love you" but "I love you twice as much"
The words exchanged as we two lovers sighed

From that first kiss our love has only grown
The river banks were long since overflown

Author notes

To seduce this maiden...
Her hair is wavy as the moon beams in the shine from the cold crisp air, her face is blushing with a smile of a angel of confidence in her stride, her legs wisp in the wind against her skirt as she runs to your side to embrace in your gentle touch . . .

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  • sweetpea112788
    February 26

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    I really do love this poem. .

    the thing I don't understand is why? But it must be how you presented it. Well done. bravo. keep writing. I love the rhyme scheme you use in your romance. good luck in my contest.


    • cricketjeff gold member
      February 26
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      I don't understand why I love sonnets either, but I do.
      This is a "Shakespearian" one and I guess it has survived as a form because it sounds so nice. The lady you asked me to seduce sounds pretty good too!

  • PassionsPromise gold member
    February 25

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    Ok indeed I want to know who this moonlit maiden is???? Uh hummm....ANyhow. I loved the sonnet, and well I guess the material is alright as well....*Will close my eyes*


    Love,
    Passions


  • Mandy4Men
    February 25
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    mMMMMMMMMmmmmm
    Write me a sonnet please

  • Mairi bheag gold member
    February 24
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    {is running out of green ink... stencil getting tattered... hairs dropping out of brush... finger numb from prodding the three-bunny-button... presses dictaphone, and a loop begins to play.... "good luck in the contest; good luck in the contest; good luck in..."}

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