Sunlight Streams

by Dorinda Duclos

Eyes awaken in an ebony night

Shadowy movements dodging the light

Wondering what it is he sees here

Could it be her, the one he held near?

Darkness continues, playing its game

The silence whispering out his name

Brushing by him, in teasing allure

Wondering how much he can endure

She playfully invades his carnal dreams

Til sunlight through the window streams




©2015 Dorinda Duclos All Rights Reserved


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