Poetry: Love’s Labour

lust met soon
fades the moon
body freely given
reveals the lie
a swift retreat
you’ll wonder why
no genuine beginning.

prance with care
hold lust near
dearly darkly hidden
tests the tide
no small feat
you’ll deeply sigh
head surely spinning.

slow the fire
grace keeps desire
from being driven
then is found
a deeper sweet
you’ll truly fly
pendulum is swinging.

reveal yet slow
share the soul
release is forbidden
then grows sure
the passion heat
you’ll happily cry
love wryly grinning.

meted passion grows
true love flows
you’ll be smitten
tamed the restless
though no defeat
you’ll soar high
together just beginning.

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