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“Night's Pleasure Veil by Stewart Stafford A kiss, that beauteous wound, Struck by love's yielding blade, Feel the arrow's welcome strike, As we roam in life's ecstatic glade. Memories momentarily wiped, As the lover's lips become parted, Then at sea again in sensory squalls, Where passion's spark first started. A stranger interrupts adoration's swell, Desire's mask of reality swiftly donned, Vows to reunify in night's pleasure veil, Longing looks, and the flames are gone. © Stewart Stafford, 2022. All rights reserved.” — Stewart Stafford
Night's Pleasure Veil by Stewart Stafford
A kiss, that beauteous wound,
Struck by love's yielding blade,
Feel the arrow's welcome strike,
As we roam in life's ecstatic glade.
Memories momentarily wiped,
As the lover's lips become parted,
Then at sea again in sensory squalls,
Where passion's spark first started.
A stranger interrupts adoration's swell,
Desire's mask of reality swiftly donned,
Vows to reunify in night's pleasure veil,
Longing looks, and the flames are gone.
© Stewart Stafford, 2022. All rights reserved.