Under the Moonlight

your hands
my thighs 
my eyes
your eyes
your lips
my thighs
your ears
my cries
your motion
our rhythm
your sweat
I'm wet
your grunts
my groans
our moans
your hands
my hips
my thighs open to 
your lips
my expression
my face
your hands are on my waist
I grind 
you grind
mixing our soul body and mind
until its time
its time
its time
my eyes
your eyes
you rest comfortably 
between my thighs
our calm
our silence
you can only hear our hearts beat
until we drift off under the glow
of the moon
bodies still in tune.


-LolaBee