midnight rains tumble
unexpected,
crushing the darkness
into mud.
and,
weaving through the deluge,
moving without care
her sweet surrender is as magic
lifting through the air.
dancing on shadow tips,
beckoning soul and loin
she is irresistible,
and you submit all.
rooster calls,
summoning Dawn’s stern gaze,
but Night lingers,
like a first kiss.
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