On Moonlit full
I dream of you
A silhouette in window
Your curves desired
To know again
With touch of hands and lips
Your memory haunts
In delightful ways
Bringing to mind such pleasure
Your taste still resides
Within my mind
Each fold to kiss once more
The way we moved
Forever traps my skin
Recalling the passion and rapture
When I am old
My memory ringing
Of echoed soft embraces
My eyes will see
Such moonlit curves
Recall the beauty of friends
When not just memory
Was born in soul
But love was born again
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