It was in the dark
her promises birthed life
he, the recipient
of what masked as words
in daylight
became under the moon
elaborate fingertip touches
alive on his skin
lips soft as summer
speaking not words
but love language
his entire body understood
she watched her promises
take shape on him
seductive, lovely, inviting
an excitement stirring her
like no other
and she knew
with certainty
her promises were gold
©MidwestFantasy
04/25/2018
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