strawberry chapstick aftertaste
no minute shall go to waste
sun sets midnight
moon relents without a fight
she aims then misses
twilight dawns playful kisses
buried underneath the sheets
bodies sway during the feat
roses scattered across the bedroom floor
silence echoes behind closed doors
toss and turn, bodies sweat
endless nights with no regrets
a ring on her finger
a love meant to linger
during the day, they're never together
as night falls, they return to forever
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