MaDonna in MoonlightA Poem by Patches I'm not so new anymore.Romance written in the Troubadour styleMadonna* in Moonlight
In the faint glow of evening moonlight, thy hair shimmers like fine Chinese silk in candlelight.
Thy face, silver shadowed beneath the boughs of the oak on the moor. Aah Madonna in moonlight Lady of dreams, lady of mine heart. The offer of thy lips is not to be denied.
Desire beckons, excites mine own. Thy lips touch mine, igniting a Firestorm of passion; iridescent in purpling twilight.
*Madonna== My Lady © 2014 Patches I'm not so new anymore.Reviews
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2 Reviews Added on December 14, 2011 Last Updated on August 4, 2014 AuthorPatches I'm not so new anymore.Westwego, LAAboutAmerican by birth Southern by the Grace of God. more..Writing
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