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Jul 2016
That night the moonlight
Poured through the bedroom window
Like a pail of spilled milk.
The two lovers bathed in its sweetness.
And their hearts became alive.

Soothing in its touch on their skin
The moon whispered tenderness
As it had done since time began.
It’s lights danced upon the floor
And sent joy into their hearts.
The silvered light washed away
All want and lust
Replacing it with gentleness

That night the moonlight
Poured through the bedroom window
Like a pail of spilled milk.
The two lovers bathed in its sweetness.
And their hearts became alive.
Written by
Jude kyrie  Canada
(Canada)   
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