The morning teases.
A sweet caress,
A promised smile.
Her warmth
Surrenders
In truth, a fire.
She is a question
A storm
A dream.
She is
Everything.
Light comes bursting
Morning erupts
She is filled with promise
It was never a tease.
Winters warning
Finds release
Dawn is broken
Embracing passions
Midnights dream
Her song is thunder
Her words ablaze
A dream escaped
She is the light
The heart of
Passion blaze
A verse For The last Taarackian
TARNA
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