It was a whisper ago nearing the dawn, Before the dew settled on the lawn And with a yawning of a ghost, we kissed. A warmer heart never spawned As we made love in the sheets, With your cold lips creeping on my chest, On cue, as the dawn turn blue. Now in a stillness of the dark we are alone, As your caress quakes my heart Awakening to lust, warmed to bone. As the coal stones of the hearth
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