As we make love
In your quarters
I caught the scent of
Incense
And the sound prayer flags
Flapping in the midnight
Wind
As we kiss
And couple
The only sight
Of your compassionate face
The playful sparkle
In your eyes
Fills my heart.
Feb 1, 2019
Feb 1, 2019 at 7:58 PM UTC
As we make love
In your quarters
I caught the scent of
Incense
And the sound prayer flags
Flapping in the midnight
Wind
As we kiss
And couple
The only sight
Of your compassionate face
The playful sparkle
In your eyes
Fills my heart.
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