He calls

by Shadowdance

Upon this night we meet
When the darkness falls
My passion fills me deeply
When my lover calls.

I go to him, he needs me
Embracing warmth within
He kisses me so sweetly
I am filled with him.

My cheek caressed
My body held
My soul is filled
With joy.

He must but know
About him how I feel
I would do anything for him
Lie, cheat, and steal.

Yet he does not ask me
He only seeks my time
Oh my god I can't believe
That he is truly mine.

And I am his.

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This poem © Copyright 1997--by Shadowdance: aka Lola Overland.

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