Listening to the night

I walked last night by the National Arts Center in Kaohsiung, Taiwan. A beautiful place and I wrote this poem.
Behind the jasmine
at Weiwuying.
Fleeting moments
to be grasped.
Entwined souls shake,
tasting forbidden fruit.
A thousand kisses,
and bliss at the peak.
This single moment,
your life and mine.

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