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Susan K. Rowse

Moroccan Rendezvous

Desert breezes bringing in the coolness of the night
Animating striped tents and silhouetting lights
Bodies dancing behind tarps...lanterned shadowed tent
Almond scent is floating from the heated oil's essence
Music forms a different tune...passions turn to dance
Jingles from the hem of voiles...embers take the chance
Flickering affections...adjust each form and shape
Whimpered secrets moan a sigh as evening slowly drapes
Chained desires that ooze from nerves then sigh and cry for more
Cinched in passions holding back each tingle from loves core
Forces hold the voice to mute when lust gives in to scream
Moaning darkness collapse around the bodies as a dream
Breaking silence on the sands fingers clinch a fist
Mouths are locked...tongues collapse and moisture turns to mist
Making magic come alive...Moroccan rendezvous
Loving passions in the sands immortal me...and you
More and More the whispers build more to sate the fires
Boiling moistness springing forth with muffled, moaned desires.