Songs of Anisha
Come forth, and bring with you a heart
That watches and receives.
“The Dreams I Dream,”
by Donny Kingsley Okoh
The fire raged with the call
of the new moon.
Forbidden thoughts
rising with a certainty
like spires of a mist
in the night.
Bodies locked in a tight embrace
cherishing the unspoken words
that arise from electrified emotions.
Passions echoed in delicious laughter
rising to a fervour
punctuated only by breathless sighs.
Desire awakening
like the stars
intertwined with red bliss
that escapes all confines
to become one with
the torrid night
and the silken globe of fire
such are the dreams I dream of us.
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