The Spark

A pregnant pause
A cheeky grin
He saw the way she looked at him.

He took his time
No need to rush
She loved the way he made her blush.

Head was tilted
Smiles ensued
Consent given, lust pursued.

The spark takes light
Behold the fire
Days and nights filled with desire.

The Spark is a short poem by Ms Moem.

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Ms Moem is an English poet. Since 2007, she has taken thousands of commissions for personalised poetry. Bespoke poems make the best personalised gifts for weddings, anniversaries, birthdays and more! Commmission your personalised poem today!

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