Guest guest Posted June 23, 2002 Report Share Posted June 23, 2002 Morning Love Song Brush your hair my morning love and comb this sleep from my soul. The strands of mist you untwist apart are clouds unplated from every dream. My morning glory, light as down upon a swan, how your long neck lifts the swimming horizon. White hyacinth and languid Lilly’s arched into morning orisons of tender awakenings. Fondle your fingering my tender love. The sky is melting sensual into gradual aurora. The lip of night has parted and fair is the light of your golden hair sweeping this earth. My honor to exult you my day-breaking love and my pleasure to lap at your morning dew. The sun is watered and arisen shyly for your kisses the redolence of your perfume swoons only to tremble the farthest leaf upon the bough. Hills and trees arise into lithe green beings. They gather themselves into form for your touch. Brush your hair my morning love make up your light with jasmine and rose. Put on your sweet dress of dawn to kindle the air with your leisurely flames. To open my heart as your arousal and joy flying once more into you. love eric Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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