the morning sun lends its radiance
its warm caress teases the senses
and inspires ambiguous romance
tulips open their exquisite bulbs
revealing its fragile secret
ivy crawls from the soil to the sky
intensely draping the blooms, a duet
as the sweat of hands warm the neck
their gentle strokes arouses professions
limbs and lips sing and scream in unison
shaming the rules of discretions
the reveries are endless
appealing, tempting, seducing
but the firm grasp, its success
belongs to the palms of your hands
reverie + jomel c.
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