The naked moon...
Blushing in all her virginity
At the promiscuous stars...
I stare into the wall....
Peeling away at its paint
To look at the shade inside,
And see what you are made of....
You take no time,
To feel my insides....
But I want you slow....slower still....
I want you to hush
Your craving whispers....
And listen to that distant music.....
Which grips my chords
And renders me speechless.....
You pause to look at me...
I drench you in my gaze...
You touch my lips with a sigh...
And I place them soft
On your moonlit smile....
While eternity holds her breath
To rejoice our consummation.......
