On nights such as this
we yearn for a tender kiss,
enjoyed as a sweet serenade,
as melodic as the moonlight,
shining upon the darkest of nights.
Now passionate love shall be made
tenderness felt of the human soul,
with you I no longer play the fool,
as we caress with passionate heat.
Timothy Michael DiVito c2019
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