Beach Leanbh

(07/22/1982)

Curse of The Dawn


Stirring softness your hands caress what gently ‘cross they glide
Impending separation nears, the Earth’s rotation cruel and snide
Lay with me until the dawn. Not a moment break before
Do not quell this fantasy, O girl that I adore

Submitted: Friday, April 23, 2010
Edited: Saturday, November 12, 2011

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