The Dual Moon
The moon walks up trees on the dark beach,
Sand in grey, water shoo my foot prints away.
I feel my nakedness as waves roll my neck
In the coolness of warmth my body glows.
The silhouette jump paces, steps my track
In strides; sweet wind throws tussles wide
Her nakedness show body mergers divine.
Sheer splendor slides: within tender tides.
Bewitching she floats ambles to my side.
Neck deep we rearrange the moonlit shine
Erasing suggestion from the muscular scene
Our heart pulses and eyes perform to click.
We craft the lip touch, close warmth as one
Merging body her nipples nudge liquid fun
Pain grips swells deep down taking a stand
She floats her circles wide in margin glides
I hold her tight she ties and groups the knot
Moving up playing tricks thrust again a trot
Clawing hands encircle the neck and she cries
Grabbing hands plunder to move the underside
Muffled thump cascading bumps devoted ride
Weightlessness here in firmness there we fight
Droplets there coziness here on harmony side
Here i push there passion assault’s in delight
The dual moon wads my consciousness alive
There she walks in body and soul misaligned.
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