She plucked the rose with petals white That night she bathed in the moon Silent within his arms so tight She sighed him the nightingales swoon Once locked within her heart of night
And he with eyes of stars alight Beckoned her closer to twilight Her spine shivered in his croon She plucked the rose
She leaned in closer, bare and light Of all within her mind affright Fire burned within her monsoon Loves joining lips never part soon Slowly fell the petals of white She plucked the rose
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"Our mothers and fathers held us close to their hearts and they promised 'One bright and shining day my children, we will triumph in battle. One bright and shining day my children, we will give you back your wings.' " - PL: S&W
hm...the dashes do not appear. oh well. :) Thanks for your reply, I'm glad you like it so much *blushes*. :D
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"Our mothers and fathers held us close to their hearts and they promised 'One bright and shining day my children, we will triumph in battle. One bright and shining day my children, we will give you back your wings.' " - PL: S&W
