a cold chill
filled the room
as the sun
once again left us to dream
I stroked
the nippiness
of your body against mine,
slowly heating up my throttle
your heart synchronized
to the throbbing booster
inside the ribs of my chest
we sat and watched the moon
leisurely parade
across the night sky,
through stained-glass windows of our minds
setting the mood of our journey,
softly landing on the surface of our souls
I must say, the fireplace
added to the ambiance
of shadows dancing upon the wall
and the moonbeams sure helped
to cast a glow upon our blending form
on a mission
we almost took forever to complete,
with all the fuel
we'd ever need
and all the space we'd ever require
Chip Bergeron
Blessings,
Christine
Ron
The 6th stanza may need an edit?
Fab as ever!
scene of hallowed space. Marveling in your unique soft landing.
Lady Mary Ann
Take care,
Sherry
Thank you! (Love Amber's review) xox :-)
Much peace, light and love,
Amber