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Moon Aglow

Don't know why I awoke
The full moon must have been too much for my lids
Pleasantly surprised to feel my hardness
And the antsiness that it spoke

I started to see in the moon aglow
The side of your body silhouetted
As my gaze lowered down your unsheeted length
Pleasantly surprised by your moon aglow

I quietly shifted my weight
The hardness an obvious premonition now
Moisture from my mouth to ease the passage
Anticipating your elate

Your first moan of permission
It always quells my butterflies
Am I a rapist or lover in your mind
My middle of the night ambition

When I hear your volume slow
I am satisfied with hardness desiccated
Easing back to my side I lay in wonderment
Staring at the moon aglow