Title: Night Blossom
Author: Heather P.

The night has come,
Fallin' on my skin.

The petals have opened,
Up to the starry sky.

The blossom has dipped low,
Sprinkling loving tongue licks on my lips.

As I hold you let us and time just slip away,
Leaving the mistletoe pricks behind.

As we learn to be this way.