so we can make love with the blue-bright orb of the moon as a backdrop to our stage, so you can see the glints of moonlight bounce off the curves of my body clung to yours as we undulate and writhe and turn together in sublunary bliss. Now, I watch you sleep in the deepest chasm of night. The light of the moon and the light of the candles dance with one another flickering about and shimmering upon your face as you sleep. I observe the glow and shine of dark skin in the gray-black night. Light dances around you. It lovingly plays with you. It caresses your smooth cheeks. Gently runs glimmering traces down the bridge of your nose and touches the tip of it. Kisses your fluttering eyelids as you dream your sad, longing dreams. I kiss the eyelids that protect the obsidian-like jewels of your eyes. I gingerly run my finger down the bridge of your nose and touch its apex, following the candlelight's and moonlight's lucent traces. I caress the smooth skin of your burnt umber cheeks. Your unconscious self feels my presence, then with long brown arms draws me close to your body, With full, moist, dark rum lips you kiss my forehead. You hold me tightly in your slumber. I feel the warmth of your sweet almond-vanilla scented breath on my cheek, on my neck. The steady rhythm of your breathing and expansion and contraction of your chest lulls me into the same deep chasm of night in which you have found utter repose.
written by
Soulful Bliss
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