There is a place we find desire,
the promises of love conspire.
Where azure dreams reflecting bright,
As lovers dance beneath moonlight.
My lord and I approach the high
with heat entwine in kisses sigh.
The senses yearning in our delight,
As lovers dance beneath moonlight.
Where love and lust become pleasure
Savouring passion at leisure.
Our tension climbs to furies height,
As lovers dance beneath moonlight.
There is a place we find desire,
As lovers dance beneath moonlight.



Beautiful flow and the repetitive refrain keeps pulling the image back into your poem... Tender and sensual... Well done.


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