The Butterfly Kiss

The full moon gazed blindly upon us, Its light peering through every crack and crevice, I grabbed your hand and sprinted near the cliffs, Both of us panting once we reached the palm trees. We could feel the sand blistering on our feet, Wallowing and clutching at each other to feel the heat, We fell down together on the crystalline sand, And the shooting stars obeyed the command. Your eyes, framed by long lashes, Were irresistibly charming with bright glows, The constricting coldness in its pupil drew me in, Yet still betrayed your creamy feelings dripping. You then started to turn slowly, Your cheeks first, very chubby, Followed by your lubricious lips, It graced against mine with a brush of our eyelashes.