In her bed she lay nude sans pretense.
Emotionally spent from years of traverse.
Around her heart, a skillfully erected fence.
In her bed Eden lay nude sans pretense
Assigned to the King, her soul no longer tense.
A gentle lover he kisses her slim novice purse.
Eden lay nude, in their chambers without pretense;
emotionally satisfied after years of traverse.
Nicole
morning
lovely piece
ReplyDeleteTy, Sheilagh
ReplyDeleteWhen one can be satisfied after years together, you know it's right.
ReplyDeleteI'm one of the lucky ones. Sadly, there are many who never find this kind of love.
Great compatibility!! Compact verse!!
ReplyDeleteAurora ~ you are very lucky. Ty for the visit.
ReplyDeleteTy Nanka!
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