Good Nighties

I, Rose, Amongst thorns

Your thoughts tingling; on fire
Your racing heart
Heaving breasts

Slowing of your breath
You ,bit by bit, get undress
Slip into bed

Fantasies flood your mind
Into another world
Different time

Beauty no one can compare
A soul ever so intimately rare
Good will to share

Off into a slumber you slip
Dreaming of beautiful delights
What if’s

Sealed w/a good night

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