Midnight Rendezvous

Ranjan Mathews on Apr 16, 2010

The Night reveals a One Night Stand where selfish sex makes bodies yearn for Love.

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Our eyes met

Agenda was set

Her eyebrows arched

My throat parched

Sliding door swallows

Soft loveplay follows

Bodies thrash oblivious

Making singles envious

Dresses are zipped

Souls remain unzipped

Last taxi rolls

Ending unfamiliar roles

Dawn is breaking

Night went freaking

We will remember

Red turned amber

Love was tender

Releasing primal splendour !

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Michael Eboh on Apr 16, 2010
Nice share.
ceegirl on Apr 16, 2010
love this
Uma Shankari on Apr 17, 2010
Good one. Good rhyme
LOVELYHONEY on Apr 17, 2010
sexual release
but unlike a solo
with a little flavour
much less hollow
Rhondalyn Teel on Apr 18, 2010
Shucks, it takes ten or eleven encounters to begin to ‘know’ each other… and years, even decades, to explore each other properly, to develop true heaven shaking hours…
pattiann on May 30, 2010
Another great poem. But not all singles get jealous of lovers. My daughter is going to be 39 in December, has never been on a date and plans to be a virgin the rest of her life. She doesn’t want a romance. She is perfectly happy as she is.

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