Moon's Visit
Come outside with me
watch the sky blend with the sea
Clouds blanket the fish; with their silver scales sparkling,
they look like tiny stars amongst the mist.
Take your hand in mine
this type of pressure you don't mind
like blossoming flowers; their buds have suppressed,
to bell out their beauty and exhale their breath.
lay down together on the bed of grass
they tickle your back and scratch your legs
they are hesitant to be spread; they were in deep conversation
every lift of wind was their whispers telling: let us live...
feel our skin meet
As the robin sings his greet
hoping no one answers goodbye to his hello
wondering where his mate has gone, cause the day has ended and the night has come.
Would you dare look into my eyes?
they have no questions and no gleaming lies
just pondering visions of your face doing pleasures to mine,
a pleasure we will both enjoy if you are not too shy.
Embrace me for I am cold
I feel your warmth and you feel mine
and the both of us have been sublime,
may we enjoy the moon's visit, as she hovers above,
she is the only one watching us....
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