No more
Gilded words
Let the hidden desires
Unveil
The night is not
Forever
The silent passions
Often wither
When the morning sun
Prevails
No more
Gilded words
Let the hidden desires
Unveil
The night is not
Forever
The silent passions
Often wither
When the morning sun
Prevails
Oh, my goodness, Samer, you are a man of many facets. Hot poetry! Think I will go take a cool shower. Nicely done! hugs, pat
Shame that morning sun! Well done, Sam!
wow.
very brave.
well done.
🙂
Nice one, sam. Most enjoyable!
Further proof that you are hot! 😉
Mmmm very passionate! Reminds me a bit of Kylie’s song ‘Please stay’… Nice!
I love the passion represented so vividly in the image and in your delicious poem
Passion & poetry…all perfectly captured with this one, Sam.
Simply beautiful.
wow…daring but excellent 🙂
Sam … you consistently amaze me … delightfully! 🙂 I believe you are a Renaissance Man for sure! 🙂
I have always been a lover of the night … though there is nothing else like the warmth of the sun, some nights carry much more to it and you want them to never end, but eventually they do … and rarely come back again. Lovely, sensual writing!