Taste, Mantra, Moonlit Kiss, Perfect Night

Taste, Mantra, Moonlit Kiss, Perfect Night

The taste of longing lingers on my lips,
A whisper of you in the evening mist.
Like honeyed wine, sweet and slow,
A sip of love where shadows glow.

Your name—a mantra, soft and deep,
A sacred hymn my soul will keep.
With every breath, I call for you,
In silent prayers the stars once knew.

Under silver light, our hands entwine,
Moonlit whispers, your heart to mine.
The night surrenders, time stands still,
A love so fierce, a world so real.

One perfect kiss, one endless dream,
A love that flows like midnight streams.
No need for words, no space for fears,
Only the taste of forever here.
@poembyselly
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