A WORLD BEYOND A WORLD

As night slowly creeps through the skies it here, as I stare at you as the light of the moon reflect against your body and soul as I admire the very beauty of the fragments of your being, from the mere texture of your silken skin that reflects off the moonlight glow like mere fire from a flame but yet I wonder as I ponder WHO ARE YOU.                                                              
                                                                                                                                That has the mere tendency to disengage my sensual and sexual nature to crave you and want you within these arms of mine, so I can feel you and to smell your aroma scent fill the night air like the rebirth of flowers floating within the spring night air of an spring breeze. Transcending to my heart a subliminal message within this deepness of passion, to kiss your lips as our tongues dance with foreplay in each movement of our tongues in coded messages. But yet making me crave to feel my arms around your waist pulling you closer to me, as our primal heat rises with overwhelming anticipation of what is yet to come, as the whispers from the wind sing a song of an beautiful melody of sounds collabrating with the atmosphere around, only leaving us naked laying within the tall grass as the moonlight shines down upon us as lovers of a moment made within time of primal heat.