Lovers Moon

"Remember, remember the moon, it will always be ours.  Through time and distance, the moon will remain."

Every night my eyes look upon the night’s sky, time and distance has taken us far apart, but the moon sustains the memory.

The memory that serves me all too well, we lay upon the bed that was much too small.  Two unfamiliar bodies, evidently closer to each other than ever before, the bright light of the moon that shone though the ceiling skylight.  The shadows all around enveloped me, as did his arms, the whisper of his voice in my ear that soothed my soul.  He lay behind me with a caring hand that caressed my skin.  My heart beating fast, and the blood that rushed throughout my body with warmth and fever of every touch. 

A touch so soft and gentle, I barely felt his hand and yet I still felt the heat radiate from it. My body that melted to every stroke of his fingers; so sincere and full of desire.  At times I had ached to be grabbed aggressively, for him to feed upon me like the wolf that consumes its prey, devouring it hungrily.  But alas his stroke lingered across my legs, back, lips and body leisurely and lastingly. I only then yearned for more of him, his heart and his soul. 

No words needed to be spoken, his hands knew me, knew my desires, knew how to kiss me, knew how to please me.  He knew his kisses and soft caresses would last a lifetime between us even if we never saw each other again.  He worshiped his fingers upon parts of me that I thought cease to exist.  My lover embedded his heartfelt adoration and love for me in a single night, an hours of darkness that never released me again. 

Time slipped away, dawn arose and the moon fell back into its slumber, as did our last night.  Reality broke my heart, a long time without my lovers’ gentle embrace and enduring kisses

Many nights the moon falls upon me in the dark when I am alone and yet I’ll never be completely alone as long as my lovers’ moon rises and falls.