Fiendish winds and unrelenting rains Assail my oaken door With icy hands and iron chains, They chill me to my core And mar the solemn peace of midnight, Veiling the autumn moon. Without the gentle moonlight Despair descends, too soon.
I watch the clouds drift slowly by, To leave behind an empty sky; A vast canvas of boundless blue On which I paint a scene of you. The fiery you; the shining sun, The glowing moon, with these you're one, The tender you; soft as a sigh, With burni ... [read more]
He looks at her, lying naked on the bed The roundness of her ass and the fullness of her breasts The latter slighty sagging, a hint that she is no longer the young girl he married But better than before; she has faced many challenges and tests She is ... [read more]
O nymph, o goddess of the shore, Let the sun's light last a moment more, That I may, for a moment's space, Admire the beauty of your face, That I may gaze into your eyes, Where the fire of your passion lies, That I may see your tousled locks Fram ... [read more]
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