The dark swallowed me whole – and
The moon knew I could not say no.
You came to me and held me close,
I was putty in your hands – and
The moon knew you could not stay away.
You kissed my face and lips,
I kissed your mouth and eyes- and
The moon felt our building heat.
Your hands slid over my body and
Woke all of my senses – and
The moon felt your passion.
Our lovemaking was hot and real and
Warmed the ground beneath our bodies – and
The moon, not wanting to intrude, turned its face and looked the other way.
While I slept you covered my naked body with flowers from my gardens
And then just walked away, unmoved – and
The moon cried for me.