Light dances playfully upon your face, flickering reminders from the moon
night almost over...cursed morning's coming too soon.
Windows fogged from heated breath, clothing crumbled on the floor
hungry lips, searching hands, trembling bodies beg more...
damn
the
light!
Author notes
Light 40 words
A contest entry
- From Beginning and , At the End, ll by LadyLavender.
900 points, ended August 25, 2008, 18 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Comments
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Nights are often far to short for the longings we hold,
Dawn brings responsibilities that call us away from the shelter of another's arms. great write.~~Artis
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Breath taking!!!
Less is more...
Such pictures you paint in my mind...
Sensual, visual & compelling...
Another fantastic write...
Keep up the good work...
Well done!!!
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Well done and creatively put. Like this!
Good luck and thank you for entering.
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