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Any Time's a Perfect Time for Love
Love speaks gently in the misty dawn's fresh air
Whispering of hopes and dreams to come,
Folding warmth into each waking morn,
Lingering until we both succumb.
Love lends passion to a placid afternoon
Breathing rapidly when most required,
Drawing out a fantasy or two,
Beckoning sensations most desired.
Love explores the sunset's glow with ecstasy
Knowing beauty lies within its sigh,
Touching skin-to-skin as twilight nears,
Brushing lips against a waiting thigh.
Love discovers pleasure in the dark of night
Basking in the wonder of its power,
Longing for the ultimate release,
Melting tensions 'til the waking hour.
Love speaks gently to our hearts; we hear it call
Finding time no matter what the day,
Planning just the perfect rendezvous,
Waiting for that smile which says, 'Let's play!'
By Sharon Miller Bolander
© 2008 Peggy Paris (All rights reserved)
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