AFTERGLOW                       by guest poet A R Richards 

In the afterglow, 

Lovers hand in hand, 

See night falling, 

Fingers entwine, 

Skin aglow, the rhythm of love

 Plays out on cool satin sheets, 

A thousand thousand throws of passion, 

Tears and joy and lost innocence mingle… 

Will the love endure for a dewy eyed sunrise,

 Or fly away in the afterglow as birds flee the setting sun?
©passion poet 2017 UK

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