Love,
Lover,
Desire of my heart,
Killing me,
Killing me slowly.
Your passion is overwhelming.
How shall I breathe when every breath I've taken has been from you?
From your caress,
From your kiss,
From your touch.
Your passion is a sword that goes through me over and over again.
I gladly lay there to receive it.
You pen me down with your strength.
Have me surrender to you,
To the night,
To the possibilities.
Your passion is like a wave,
A wave that I want to ride over and over.
Sail away in it,
Far away with you,
To an uncharted territory,
To new lands,
To be discovered beneath your hands,
Your sail,
Your guidance,
To ride the peak of each wave into the horizon,
Slowly,
Thoroughly,
Taking in the night.
My sails are full with your lust.
Sails are full with my lust.
It is enough to carry us on into the morning.
The lust and the moonlight together.
So hot,
So aglow.
Both of us sailing across these seas that we think we know,
Seized in passion,
Still seeking out a wonderlust of where our passion can take us.
I look up and I see the night sky.
It was made for passion.
It's where you come alive.
We've shared many things this night.
And we share the moon,
The moon and its pull.
Its pull of gravity pulling you on,
Pulling me off,
Pulling us together in ways that we've never imagined.
The moon child in me embraces.
That gypsy soul that wants to explore every single part of you.
Don't hide from me.
You can't hide under the glow of the moon,
Then why would you?
Why would you when the night is young and the moon is full?
And our love is just beginning to take flight.
Through kisses they caress and cascade all the way down to where the magic begins to pull and all the way back up again to the stairway of heavenly delights.
You're the genie that grants my every wish.
You're the wolf that makes me how.
Oh moon,
How you pull us so until you enter your nighttime vortex.
You charm of your moody indigos.
Looking lush velvet against our skin.
To kiss under you.
It's like a shimmer.
It's a dream.
The dream of dreamers.
To stare into the moon.
Feel its power.
Feel your lover's embrace around you.
This is the North Star of any romantic heart.
Sword of truth pierced through the middle.
The dream you make mere mortals into goddess and god.
Coupling in your power.
Just genuflecting to each other in reverence to the mood that you set every night.
That allows the goddess within to take flight and their warrior to capture her.
The crimson of my lips looks even deeper beneath your glow.
Kiss me lover.
Kiss me under the moon.
Take me away in your arms.
I want to be crushed by your lips.
Caged by your chest.
Smashed against you.
This is what the moon does.
It pulls you in.
Pulls you into where you belong.
Pulls you in.
Blinded by the glow of lust.
By the glow of desire.
Oh yeah,
The sun may have her flames but the moon?
The moon burns with a cool love.
Cool love that lasts throughout the night.
Cool love of darkness.
The moon is a mystery just as you are.
What will you do to me tonight?
Where will you take me?
How will you take me?
Shall I remove this blindfold?
Or do you want me to keep it on?
Do you want me to know?
Do you want me to know what you're going to do?
Okay,
I'll wait.
I'll wait for you.
Make it good.
Yes,
That's exactly what I wanted.
Surround me.
Encompass me.
On all sides.
Let me feel you all over me.
Just light the glow of the moon.
You're with the goddess now.
Show your reverence.
Circle me.
Lift me up.
Pray reverence with each stroke.
There you go.
The moon is providing you the most exquisite light to show reverence.
We see you honor me.
Show me.
Show me how a queen should be honored.
We have court until the sun rises.
And a new day begins.
And thus we begin again in a new dance of desire.
This impress becomes lioness.
And even butterflies are bashful to see how you awake.
Still needy.
Still desirous to be tamed.
Each other's hands.
And if not tamed,
Definitely uncaged.
Not physically.
Soulfully.
I love the strange strength that you've had.
All night.
This morning.
As the moon fades.
You can't hold it back anymore.
Nor do I want you to.
The fierceness of my desire for you.
It's like ten thousand stars colliding together.
This next moon.
Dust.
Falling over us.
Every single time you move,
It electrifies.
Every cell,
It makes it even more magical.
More penetrating.
More elusive.
Yes.
Yes.
And you're steering me through the night.
You trying to be the captain of my soul?
If I am your prisoner,
I am a willing prisoner.
I will gladly stow away with you as you steer us through the night.
You take me to the ends of the world.
You make me want to jump.
Fly.
Run.
Leap into you.
Further.
Deeper off this cliff.
This feeling inside of me,
I just.
.
.
It's building so much,
I can't find release.
I have to jump.
Will you catch me?
Or will you hold me?
Tight.
Controlled.
Under your influence.
I don't know what I want more.
To be freed by you.
Or to be controlled by you.
The expanse of you is what I want.
To be able to touch your chest.
Just experience maleness,
Manliness.
Pure strength.
Pure carnality.
And have it focused all on me.
What I am is.
.
.
That is something.
.
.
Worthy.
.
.
And worthwhile.
.
.
Of sharing the moon for.
