Treasure Island

Nicholas Peter


An Evening Scene


Rose based red,
A bright automaton response,
to the time-warranted endearment.

Your body,
A flower,
Blooming in the evening.

My lips kiss the moon,
And the sun,
While in your sex,
We shine.

Submitted: Wednesday, October 16, 2013
Edited: Thursday, October 24, 2013
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