Imagine the gallery beneath the moonlight.
His knees trembled as he approached the painting, knowing that one glimpse would be his undoing.
Yet more appalled.
By the enormity of one last glimpse.
He gazed more instantly compelling than ever.
He saw her, he caught sight of her.
Her light fell on him.
Unable to take his eyes from her,
He could see moonlight rippling on the water all around her.
Her smile had never been more entrancing.
Ascending to the very peak of passion.
Her embrace drew him down into the waiting dark.
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A Weed Surrounded By Flowers
PoetryThrough poetry she felt the weight on her shoulders slowly fade as her thoughts and emotions went from her heart and swayed through the pen to the paper. Her life full of poems waiting to be written and read. She will no longer be silent, and this i...
