You knelt beside my body
and touched my silent form
You touched me with your sweet lips
and held me in your arms
Your cheeks held the blush of roses,
on a warm summer day
I reached out to caress you,
praying you would stay
You brushed my lips with sweetness,
that seared into my soul
Passion amongst the rose petals,
captured with quiet allure
Gentle strokes upon my body,
soft ivory hands so sure
Tenderness inside your eyes,
upon a face so pure
Temptress lay beside me,
in the cool of the evening breeze
My eyes are closed in wonder
at this beauty that I see
My lips yearn to touch you
and feel the flame grow
As we lay amongst the roses,
passion we know
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