Hidden eeries of desire echo to angelsongs of love: Her Dusk

Wednesday, June 17, 2009

Her Dusk

The tender blaze of summer bathed her with golden fire, The love hazed amber of it's light Painted gentle features with the warm tints of desire And the silence was only broken by the sound of Eros taking flight. The subtle shades of evening coloured her with passion, The soft dusk tones emphasising... Sign in to see full entry.

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