I lie back in bed at night, and watch the rising moon; just barely above the
horizon, it makes me want her more.
Slowly it rises in the deep dark sky, she is unaware of it's glistening
touch; it's gentle caress on her skin, it has her in it's clutch.
Revealing every shapely curve, to the glistening of her chest; the moon is
ever rising, springing to life at my behest.
Her deep breathing tells me, she see's the same moon; watching in fluid
motion, as we both begin to swoon.
We watch in awe as it reaches it's peak, it's climax in the sky;
this will be a night to remember, as it falls back into the night.
 
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