Tryst

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through twin pairs of eyes, ice blue
that glistened like diamonds against the night’s hue
her skin soft as petals, as his hand brushed her cheek
her visage grew flush, her knees, weak.

Her flowing blonde hair that with the moon’s radiance shined
Was run through by his fingers, falling in cascading lines
He draws her in so close, that heat can be felt
A convection of emotion, her heart melts

His lips twitch gently, and trigger her nerves
And a slight tilt of his head sets her whole mind ablur
He leans in, with a delicate touch of his lips he seals
A night to remember…

if it were only real.