Our Nature

The soft moonlight shines down upon the lake this evening as we venture, hand in hand, and a blanket under my arm, deeper into the woods. Being serenaded by the sounds of the night owls and all creatures we find just the right spot where the trees seem to circle like viewers ready for a show. That moon leaves just enough light for our eyes to see the splendor of each other and witness the actions of our love, let alone be witnessed by the trees and all inhabitants. We lay the blanket down and lie atop, with our backs on the ground, sharing a dream or two and admiring the beauty of the moon and stars and of each other. I reached to touch your face and gently caressed your cheek, noticing the highlights the moon cast upon your beautiful face, much like an angel. I can’t stop but think that here I am now, the luckiest man on earth, as I look at you, you are beautiful and soft and so caring and warm, my eternal other. I wish to make this moment last forever, the passion not yet surfaced, but is rising within the two of us as we contemplate the emotion, the need, the undying love. All is gone now, there are no trees, no moon, no lake, no animals, no beauty at all, other than the beauty of you as I look into your eyes and yours in mine. The temperature rises and we find each, with hands as eyes, exploring, and our hearts as our guide, through the night of passion and sheer joy we express our love.