The Moon and Venus

The Moon and Venus combine
In a secret tryst – he takes her hand
And draws her to the bed,
Her pure white dress tumbles to the floor
Offering to his parched lips, he draws beside her
But she turns her curls away from him
He kisses her hand, wooing her back to the pillow
Dreaming of what he most desires
In a language that is strange to her
Before he is submerged by feminine ingenuity
Where her knowledge is written in the story of women
Her body is still but her soul feels the endless night

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