on the smoothness of your breasts
see the midnight moon glow
in the passion of your eyes
feel your spirit pulsing
in your fingers' caress
let us listen to the voices
calling from the night
hear the hymns of passion
in the rising sunlight
drink from each others' lips
of romance warm and true
let's explore a couple's kingdom
built with care, each day renewed.
(c)Kent Miller 2010
By this time I am going to stop dropping to my knees in Mea Culpa. I read the calendar yesterday, worked with the submitted and yet to be posted poems, and still messed it up. So, again, I must post another yet today, and shall. And, as I expect my pattern will not likely change despite how much I would change it. Hence, I'll simply post two following the day(s) I've missed one. Do, kindly bear with me; the poems are remarkably forgiving and will have their day on display, and thenceforward throughout the year.
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