by Majezty C. Navarro
(Redondo Beach, CA)

Nothing is sacred; the walls not only have ears,
they too bear Eyes, watching our every move.
Unhaunted, yet voices are heard and stories are told of the room
Painted in Velvet, scented candles are lit and burn, similar to the burning passion of Love that is made in bed.
The room presents Jealousy to Cupid and his throne
While Love burns under the sheets inside of this room;
Cupid burns with anger for the Prince of Love, Majezty, has returned.
Music of Sex bellows behind the door; sounds of passion are vibrant
a bond is forming, closure of spirits have begun
No longer fear the arrow of Cupid, but only should you and yours give each other to one another
And let the rest endeavor...

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