Having read “Primitive“, a poem of passion penned by my dear friend, Holly Hunter – a beautiful and talented Poetess hailing from Florida – I was inspired to write this poem in response…
It’s never too soon
For a trip to the moon
When the love in her heart catches fire
Magnetic delight
Cresting waves in the night
On the beach, tidal flows of desire
© 2024 Phil Perkins
PHOTO CREDIT: modified photo from unsplash.com.
Night Moves, by Bob Seger (1976) – see lyrics here.


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