
Till the last moonlit shadow ceases to exist
Staring in the soft shadows, I glanced over
At your sleeping form, softly, breathing, watching
In awe at the quiet physique, Illuminated
From the languid, lunar glow as it
Traced the outline of your firm body
Just as I had done
Just a few hours ago
With my tongue
In the fragrant breeze
Dancing, rejoicing with my joy
I quietly smiled a soft knowing smile
As many women do
When their hearts are touched, ignited, fuel-ed
By a love
So wondrously wanton
So full so capriciously unabandoned
when their most dearest, most sweetest dream
Is fulfilled,
Your heart I will treasure and care for
Like some precious jewel
Till the last moonlit shadow
Ceases to exist
MPB (c)
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