"Moon Beams"
The MoonBeams was our light as
I kiss her soft red lips.
The taste was so very sweet
as I took many slips.
To hold her in my arms, she
is like an golden Angel.
My heart was pounding
that to the earth it did fell.
Her sweet lovely body I
did touch.
And with every inch my
lips did taste, they love
so much.
Her name will always be
on my mind.
When we make love our
bodies will always intertwine.
David Anthony Bernard
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